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The England of Elizabeth 3 

The Spreewald 9 

A Glimpse of Dresden 12 

Sketching Trip 14 

Editorial 16 

Societies 18 

Art Notes 19 

Faculty 20 

Alumnae 21 

Advertisements , 25 




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Vol. XI Jacksonville, 111., October 1907 No. i 


CThe dull, gray rain ten days ago shut me from the fever 
of Christmas displays, muddy streets and bedraggled shop- 
pers to a comfortable arm-chair, books and writing desk. 
Themes demanded criticism, note-books must be corrected; 
was it so, I wondered, in Elizabeth's time. Girls and women 
learned Latin and Spanish and Logic then as now; sharpened 
their wits to social tournament and softened their tongues 
to French ditties,— but themes, — it is not likely. There 
were no woman's colleges, no courses in Tennyson, American 
Literature, Household Economics, no electric bells, always 
"out of time and harsh," if sounding at all, no telephones 
into which to cry one's human needs and protests. N'ot that 
these make up that sum of modern happiness so difficult of 
computation, but they are significant of the work and 
achievement of the 300 years that separate us from the Eng- 
land of Elizabeth. 

C There are wise ones who think they know a town or two, 
an old castle or two in England. Would they know them, I 
wonder, if suddenly dropped down therein, without a chance 
to provide a Baedeker or consult Cook — assuming Baedeker 
and Cook as coexistent with all worthy enterprises terrestrial 
if not celestial, in the year 1533 when the baby Elizabeth 
first stirred upon the soft arm of Anne Boleyn; or in 1558 
when she came into her queenship? 

CIt was a wonderful year; even the date I write thought- 
fully, remembering the terrors suffered under the Mary who 
would saddle the nation with Spanish cruelty and Spanish 
intrigue and enthrone again the Pope in England at the ex- 
pense if need be of her staunchest subjects, her Latimers, 
Eidleys and Cranmers. 

CAnd Elizabeth's accession meant more than relief from 
past difficulties. It was of positive advantage. All England 

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turned to the doing of things, the thinking of strong, bold 
thoughts. The Wars of the Eoses were but 75 years back, 
still fresh in memory; the great upheaval in intelligence and 
social life known as the Eenaissance with the Eeformation, 
its guardian and ward alike, involving such agonies of spirit, 
such joyous flights into new and blessed realms of fancy for 
this part and of truth for the philosopher and the religious 
devotee, had induced a turbulent, electric atmosphere. "ISTa- 
tional life,'-' says Noel, "was young, ripe with the masterful 
spirit of domination, enterprise, reckless doing and adven- 
ture; full, too, of human fault, arrogant, violent, ungovern- 
able, sensuous, intriguing" — good and bad elements were 
close mingled, but such as she was, this growing, deep 
breathing, vigorous England was at the young queen's feet, 
and all her hope was in Elizabeth's character. Some sover- 
eign ward, her's or her minister's, must reconcile the turbu- 
lent factions of state, at least to agree to disagree, a tactful 
managment must lessen, not increase the differences be- 
tween Catholic and Protestant parties, win confidence, in- 
spire faith. And the queen knew the soverign ward. She 
was indeed, vain as any dilettante in her court, perverse, wil- 
ful, shockingly regardless of truth, shrewish in temper, and 
cunning in plans; but somehow it was a homebred willful- 
ness, a homebred caprice and vanity, and her strong English 
mind met very fairly all issues she could not dodge. Above 
all, in spite of affectations and lies innumerable and disgust- 
ing, she loved England, as she breathed the air of heaven, 
frankly and joyfully. Luxury, splendor, flattery, amuse- 
ment, fantastic intrigue were her life; but at the council 
board, as Green tells us, she was a cool, calculating, tactful 
politician. In matters of state Elizabeth loved peace, more, 
possibly, than her people. She was thrifty and careful in ex- 
pense; she patronized commerce, encouraged local improve- 
ments, paid her debts — and that promptly — commissioned an 
inquiry that greatly helped in the solution of the problem of 
the pauper class — then very large and threatening. She had 
a word to say about vagabonds, too. "It is now published," 

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said she, "that all idle persons going about in any country of 
the said realm, using subtle craft and unlawful games or 
plays, fencers, bearwards, common players in interludes and 
minstrels not belonging to any baron of this realm, peddlers, 
tinkers, scholars of the University of Oxford or Cambridge, 
that go about begging, and shipmen pretending losses at 
sea, shall be deemed rogues, vagabonds, and sturdy beggars. 
No court of England had known such gaiety, perhaps — but 
no court had had, on the other hand, men of such real abil- 
ity. Some were but intriguing, shallow, extravagantly per- 
fumed courtiers, doubtless; yet many a man of sterling 
worth and real statesmanship was ready to sacrifice life if 
need be for England's good. Kaleigh, Walsingham, Bacon, 
Cecil were her councillors, and they were not unstatesman- 
like, even as we measure statesmen of all time. A saner, 
sincere religion was winning its way. Men no longer con- 
sidered themselves as Moses before Jehovah, but stood alone 
in His presence and came from church and chapel realizing 
a personal responsibility to Him in conduct and in thought. 
Free speech, too, was winning its way with freedom of con- 

HGreat enterprises characterized the time. Bold seamen 
thronged the English ports only to put out to sea again for 
very love of the spray; or lead by thirst of adventure to seek 
strange ports for traffic and the heaping up of gold in their 
stout leather purses; or for adventure merely, to explore new 
lands, new seas, gaze upon new heavens above for the glory 
and enrichment of the home land that was now heaven be- 
low to loyal English hearts. Drake, Hawkins, Trobisher are 
great names. ISTo such great vessels sailed then as now push 
their bows up the Thames, but whatever their tonnage, they 
went stuffed with English goods and flying English colors; 
sailed to all ports; bargained shrewdly and tacked home again 
with money for their pains, and what is more, a boundless 
store of new ideas. Antwerp and Bruges had led the mer- 
chant craft of the world and when Antwerp was taken in 
1584 or '85 by Parma, a third of her merchants sought 

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refuge in London, and Cheapside, Thames street. Fleet street, 
Paul's Churchyard, Ladenhall and other streets were the 
busier and the wealthier. For her foreign trade and her 
home consumption, all England toiled with a will. Green 
says that woolen manufacture was fast becoming an import- 
ant element in the national wealth. Farmer's wives and 
daughters put hands to distaif for spinning the wool from 
their own sheep. Yarn making and cloth making ab- 
sorbed the interests of extensive communities, particularly 
around l^orwich in 'the east. The south and west grew 
wealthy through their mining and manufacturing activities. 
Northumbries threw off the lethargy that had bound her for 
centuries; York, Manchester, Sheffield, Halifax, were lusty 
and growing cliildren. 

CAll over England in Elizabeth's day one might have noted 
the stirring of a great middle class just waking to conscious- 
ness of power, that "instinct within that reaches and towers 
and climbs to a life." Domestic architecture was winning its 
way, land was better tilled, and fertilizers were used. Cattle 
were bred and housed more carefully, servants thronged the 
great halls of nobles, and industriously tilled the snug acres 
of the householder; chimneys towered up from ggthic roofs, 
great wall spaces were cleared for the new luxury of window 
glass, stoves for heating were new, pewter yielded to silver, 
pillows were no longer for the very sick only, 
CIn the beginning of Elizabeth's reign the traveler must 
walk or ride horseback. Elizabeth rode into the city from 
her residence in Greenwich on a pillion behind her lord 
chancellor, and we muse upon the miseries or delights of 
those four or five miles to London town. Later came carts, 
rough jolting affairs without springs, and in one of these, 
the box flat upon the wheel pins, the queen rode to her first 
parliament. To add to the discomfort, roads, everywhere, 
were few and indescribably poor, so bad that markets were 
inaccessible for months together, fruits rotting in the fields 
while people went hungry only a few miles away. Four days 
were often required between Dover and London. But there 

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was a silver lining — people did not hurry then as now, quick 
and eager as the time was; and good inns, hospitable and 
comfortable with good meat and wine, a dozen servants for 
not more than a dozen duties and a gracious smiling "mine 
host" awaited the traveler in all small towns. Here we might 
pause ourselves, for a village frolic and general merry-mak- 
ing. There may be a fair in progress, and thither trending 
the peddlers, montebanks, buffoons, clowns, quacks, strolling 
players, country swains and country lasses — "dancing in the 
checkered shade." If there is an ale house near by we may 
be reminded of Skelton's lines: 

"Some go streyghte thyder, 

Be it slaty or slyder. 

They holde the bye waye, 

They care not what men say, 

Be that as be may; 

Some, lothe to be epyde 

Start in at the back syde , " 

Over the hedge and pale 

And all for the good ale." 
CTents and wooden booths were erected in the fields at fair 
time, and each trade had its own group or street, tricked out 
in its own fiery and presented its own sports, many too 
strong and coarse for our later taste. There are still those 
who affect game cocks, but surely bear boiling has gone out 
of fashion. These fairs of the 16th century are but one 
item, though an important one, of its social life, a prominent, 
even extravagant feature. If we have any faith in the old 
adage we shall be led to conclude that there were few "dull 
boys" whether "Jack" or otherwise denominated. Warner 
says that dancing was the daily occupation rather than the 
amusement at court and elsewhere, and that the list of the 
dances exceeded the list of the virtues. Londoners fre- 
quented the theaters in gay crowds, threw apple cores from 
stage pit and pit to stage;, chaffed at the actors, roared them- 
selves hoarse over jests. The swaggering beaux of the town 
strolled morning and afternoon down the center aisles of St. 

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PauFs, called "Paul's walk/' to show the admiring multitude 
the stunning clothes that graced, as I suppose, their comely 
backs. It was the daily parade. Country folks had revels, 
too, and the middle class outdid the rich in feasts and ex- 
travagant festivities. Polonius may have been a wiser, rarer 
personage than some of us have supposed. There was reason 
enough surely for his rehearsal of the old saws. 
CBut we tarry too long from the great city, London, con- 
sidered by its own inhabitants, at least, the most magnificent 
city in all Christendom, and seeming to give with Westmin- 
ster, at that time its thriving suburb, to the west, an endless 
stretch of houses along the north bank of the Thames. Yet 
we can not disregard some troublesome facts. What a mere 
patch the old city would seem on a modern map of London! 
And the streets were so narrow and crooked and dirty, so 
poorly lighted, if lighted at all. They were unsafe, too, for 
thieves and ruffians banded together in a great brotherhood 
for lawlessness and crime, abounded, reminding us of the 
situation described in Hugo's "Notra Dame de Paris." Most 
of the houses were of wood with projecting gable fronts. 
And since there was no provision for carrying away water or 
refuse, puddles for the feet and smells for the nose must 
have resulted. Shops were small and crowded, and their 
keepers stood outside and cried their wares under huge signs 
of clumsy device that swung and creaked in the wind. My 
lord and lady came to market in all the colors of the rain- 
bow, but apprentices, to insure a due subordination possibly, 
wore blue uniforms. How strange it seems that it was act- 
ually unlawful for a man under seventy to wear a gown lower 
than the calves of his legs. This matter of clothes has al- 
ways presented curious features. Costumes were many and 
rich and costly. We remember Elizabeth's 3,000 dresses— 
but New Year's gifts to her Majesty from admiring subjects, 
high and low, supplied a great number of these. Many a 
young gallant carried his fortune on his back. Jewels were 
used lavishly oh hand and dress and shoe. No fabrics seem 
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wear. Do you not remember Portia's ridicule of Faulcom- 
bridge? "How oddly he is suited! I tbink he bought his 
doublet in Italy, his round hose in France, his bonnet in Ger- 
many and his behavior everywhere." 

Clt is difficult for us westerners of club days to estimate 
English character correctly, but there are many suggestions 
in literature of most significant manners and customs. We 
read that women were shown much deference, which is sig- 
nificant for all classes. Kiechel, writing in 1585, says: 
"The women there are charming and by nature so mighty 
pretty as I have scarcely aver beheld." The grave Erasmus, 
as Warner observes, surely wrote with rather untheologieal 
fervor of the girls with angel faces. "Whenever you come 
you are received with a kiss by all; when you take your leave, 
you are dismissed with kisses. You return, kisses are re- 
peated; they come to visit you, kisses again," etc., etc., and 
he highly commended the practice. 

CSuch were the days of Elizabeth, gay, true days that had 
in them the making of these nobler, richer days of our own 
time. E. N. 


Clt is not strange that in a country so rich in associations 
one should be perplexed by what Dr. Johnson called "a mul- 
tiplicity of agreeable consciousness." 

C After visiting many places of historic interest this summer 
during vacation days in Holland and England, I give no ex- 
cuse for selecting a spot near Berlin that lays no particular 
claim to a past — ^though it has a very interesting one — ex- 
cept the simple charm it possesses for those who visit it. 
COne lovely afternoon in June four American girls were 
sitting in a German railway carriage bound for Lubenau in 
the Spreewald, as the train sped past wheat fields studded 
with poppies and meadows strewn with corn flowers, and 
everywhere the breath of new mown hay. 

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CThe only other occupant of the carriage was a German 
woman who did not seem to regard Americans with much 
favor; hut after a few words exchanged in German the look 
of hostility faded^ and as the train pulled into Lubenau she 
was giving the very best of Avishes for a merry boating party 
— for the Spreewald is like the lotus country of Tennyson, 
"a land of streams." 

COur boatman, Her rjank, was at the station to meet us and 
soon we were pushing off for a four hours "pole" to Burg, 
where we were to spend the night at the "Gasthaus Zum 
Spreewald." The boats are exceedingly comfortable with 
rugs thrown over the backs of the seats and with straw un- 
der our feet. The boatman stands at the rear in the same 
position as the gondolier in Venice, and it is remarkable how 
swiftly and smoothly the little boat glides through those mys- 
.terious paths of water, as they thread their way through 
meadow and forest. 

CWe passed the quaintest little villages with a boat before 
each door. We saAV men and Avomen hauling hay in boats, 
but we saw no horses during our visit in the Spreewald. 
We gathered our hands full of water-lilies and picked the 
forget-me-nots that were growing in such profusion along 
the banks. Before we had time to arrange the tangled mass 
of blossoms Ave looked behind, and saw following close to our 
boat two graceful swans. We responded to their mute ap- 
peal from the contents of our lunch-box, and then watched 
them sail aAvay and out of sight, calling to mind the beautiful 
song of Lohengrin: 

"I give thee thanks, my faithful sAvan. 

Turn thee again and breast the tide." 
CWe noAV entered an avenue formed of over-arching trees, 
whose branches, with their delicate tracery like filigree Avork, 
formed the noble aisle of a gothic cathedral. And from the 
depths cam^e the sounds of a distant chant whose only ac- 
companiment Avas the musical dip of our boatman's oar. 
The voices were those of German students spending the 
week-end in the Spreewald, but like all their 'Teutonic kin 

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listening always for the voice of nature and never failing to 
to hear it in "the heart of the woods/^ 

C[It seemed such a short time until we arrived in Burg. 
How interested we were in the costumes of the women, which 
are prettier and more artistic than those of Holland. The 
people here have not become so commercialized as those in 
the Dutch towns — in other words, they have not yet been 
sopiled by the American tourist! 

COne quaint old lady passed and we asked her a question. 
She looked troubled and passed on without answering. A 
child explained that the old lady could speak only "Wen- 
disch." Until within the last generation the inhabitants 
have stubbornly refused to give up their Wend language and 
customs in spite of the modern civilization throbbing and 
pounding in the metropolis such a short distance away. But 
the Eussian government now requires that German be taught 
and used in the schools. 

CWe slept in a large comfortable room with four single beds 
(under as well as on feathers!) and except for the early rising 
of our neighbors slept undisturbed. The next morning we 
watched the people go to church (the'Kirchgang' as they call 
it), and there is nothing exactly like it to be found anywhere 
else. The service at the church was in the Wend language. 
CAlthough it had rained a little in the morning, the clouds 
soon cleared away for our ride through "den koeniglichen 

Cwe stopped often to investigate anything of unusual inter- 
est along the banks, and the boatman trusted his life in our 
hands while we tried to pole. 

CWe arrived in Lubenau about five o'clock and were soon 
passing through the same fields we had seen the day before, 
on our way back to Berlin, but this time in the glory of a 
late sunset in North Germany. Grace Cowgill. 

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C! Three months is not a very long time for a comprehensive 
tour of Europe, so we decided to leave something for next 
time and see a few things well. 

CAfter a smooth and pleasant voyage it was good to see the 
coast line of Germany appearing at Bremen-Hafen. 
CAU the next day on our way to Dresden we passed through 
beautiful country — in the fields were men and women work- 
ing together; a few young girls with bright colored handker- 
chiefs tied over their hair gave a touch of youth and beauty 
to the scene. 

CEThen the quaint little villages "with the slanting red roofs 
to the cottages and the old world gardens made a constant 
changing picture from our car window. Dresden with its 
white streets, gardens, villas and handsome buildings de- 
served the pride the Germans feel for their capital of Sax- 
ony. The king of Saxony (Friedich August , who is a young 
man and very popular with his subjects) lives in a stately old 
palace on the "Theater Platz" directly across from the Eoyal 
opera house. 

CThat in itself, a magnificent building, is a pleasure to look 
at, but when the happiest hours of a music student's life are 
spent there, in this place, listening to the mightiness of Wag- 
ner or the exquisite music of Mozart, it becomes a hallowed 

CEThe art gallery ranks third in all the world of pictures. 
The famous "Sistine Madonna" has a shrine all by itself, 
where people come from near and far to gaze at its beauty 
and matchless workmanship. 

CThen the many museums and old churches one could visit 
there would fill a conscientious sightseer's heart with Joy. 
CThe lighter, gayer life is found in the cafes and on the 
principal boulevards, where the officers in their brilliant uni- 
forms make a grand display as they pass by. 
Clf one wishes to take a little trip into the country, there 
are the Saxon Switzerland mountains only one-half hour 

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away, or a boat trip down the Elbe river, which flows 
through the center of Dresden, makes a delightful day or 
half day's trip. 

■Cln summing up all the attractions of this. German city I 
could go on indefinitely, for there is something there to ap- 
peal to everyone. 

Clt was with great regret that we said "goodbye" to all the 
delights we had enjoyed for four weeks and left one after- 
noon for Berlin. Nevertheless we hope to go back to Dres- 
den some day and dream away another golden harvest time of 
"dreams come true.'' Helen Brown Bead. 

COne cannot help being impressed with the many points of 
difference between European countries and our beloved 
America, and he instinctively feels that these are indeed 
"lands of contrast." 

CThe people abroad live in an atmosphere of all that is 
beautiful in music, art, and nature, and even the peasants 
seem to have keen appreciation of all these opportunities. 
CThe magnificent art galleries are thronged with eager faces 
drinking in the marvelous treasures which are theirs at the 
expense of the government. 

CThe opera in many cities is also supported by the govern- 
ment, and in these cities for ten months in the year one has 
opportunities to hear numberless operas magnificently ren- 
dered. This is one of the advantages a student of music has 
in Europe, and an advantage that lies easily within his reach, 
on account of the extremely reasonable prices for which seats 
may be obtained. 

CHowever, even Europe has its drawbacks. An American 
is constantly irritated by the narrowness, conceit, and, among 
peasants, the servility which he seldom, encounters in gen- 
erous America. 

Clf any one is lacking in patriotism, there can certainly be 
no better remedy or surer cure than a trip abroad. 

Edna Hatch. 

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C"Mr. Charles Francis Browne will conduct a two weeks" 
sketching class at Grand De Tour, on the Eock river, begin- 
ning June twenty-second.'-' 

CEThis item in the Art notes of one of our Chicago papers 
attracted my attention one day of early June, and its possi- 
bilities were promising and alluring. The name of Mr. 
Browne, a favorite instructor of student days, known all 
through the middle west as its foremost landscape painter, 
was in itself a guaranty of promise, while the place. Grand 
De Tour, conjured up all sorts of romantic and artistic pos- 

CSo early on the appointed day we met, a party of twenty 
with sketching sails well set A motley crowd, containing 
but few of those whom polite society designates as Bohem- 
ians. There was the prim sedate little woman dressed in 
grey — once an art student, now a sometime lecturer on art 
subjects before provincial woman's clubs, suddenly awakened 
to the call of landscape painting. The commercial painter 
was there, too, and numerous art students with freshly tied 
diplomas; girls from the East and from the West; the as- 
pirant for "pictures;" the dreamer and idealist; the art en- 
thusiast waiting to spring full fledged upon an unsuspecting 
public; the modest one who came to learn, and the girl from 
Texas. She needs to be singled out as the one particular 
star around wdiich the lesser satellites revolved. Happy in 
manner, brilliant in repartee, the center of every group of 
merry-making, she was the life of the party. 
CLThe charms of Grand De Tour were reached after a four- 
teen mile ride up the river from Dixon, Illinois by a be- 
draggled but happy party. That river ride! You who have 
not gone against the stream — past wooded hills and green, 
green fields, between the sunshine of yellow willowed islands 
and through the shadow of a sudden rainstorm — you have 
much before you. The walk through the long damp grass, 
over paths worn smooth and hard, past quaint plaster houses, 

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beautifuJ trees and charming gardens Was enough, to make 
us glad, and then there was the large rambling farm house 
dignified by the name of Sheffield Hotel, which waited to 
receive and house us. Known for miles and miles, famous 
for its table, it has ministered for years to the chance 
traveler, the coaching party and the seeker after rest and 
quiet. The town itself is quaint and old and small, not dig- 
nified even by a post-office; lying in a great bend of the river, 
it offers unusual opportunities to the painter. Along the 
river banks great groups of willows suggest the charm and 
color and rythm of coral. Trees and sky and stream bring 
the pleasure of a Daubigny, and the blue hills, the quiet 
moving stream and green and yellow banks, brilliant in the 
June sunshine, had the atmosphere and quality that sug- 
gested some of our best American painters. Each day new 
charms were added to our mental store at least, and every 
sunset sent such glorious color into the vaulting of the sky, 
repeated by the river beneath, that one could but be glad. 
And the clouds that floated by! Such great white fleecy 
rainbow tinted things with purple shadow, wonderful in 
changing form and color. There was no sunset, no cloud, 
or tree or shrub or thing that was not an inspiration toi one 
or. another. Moonlit nights found some more ambitious 
than others sitting in the middle of the roads, candle upon 
palate, seeking to catch the charm of the night. Sunrise 
found its advocates, too, and worthy things were done, while 
sunset nights saw groups upon the river bank making frantic 
daubs at palate and then at canvas, trying in vain to catch 
Just one of the fleeting colors 

CDrives over country roads, long tramps for ferns, unhappy 
experiences with snakes; dinners made joyous with fun and 
frolic; attendance, as observers only, at a country social and 
dance, wierd and grotesque, but intensely interesting, added 
the necessary note of growth, and an exhibition of some sev- 
eral hundred sketches marked the close of such a strenous 
two weeks of work as had not passed through Grand De Tour 
since the day upon which the town first had its boom.-N.K. 

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Editors — Dess Mitchel, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall 
Business Managers— Rena Crum, Edith Conley, Ruby Ryan 
Facui<Ty Committee — Miss Weaver, Miss Neville, Miss Rolfe 


CWith. the opening of the new year, the class of 1908 as- 
sumes a new responsibility, namely, the publication of the 
College Greetings. We bring to this new task a large 
amount of energy and ambition, but unless we have the sup- 
port of the friends of the college we can not succeed. "We 
need your help in many ways. We want your interest, your 
financial support, your literary contributions. You have al- 
ways been loyal to the College. Will you not continue to 
be so by giving your aid to one of the foremost enterprises? 
CIt is generally understood that our College curriculum was 
somewhat enlarged the past year. Naturally we feel pride 
in such a condition. Eecently, however. Dr. Harker organ- 
ized a special class in a subject not mentioned in the new 
catalogue. In fact, it is doubtful if such a class exists in 
any other school. The one qualification required for en- 
trance was that of "Forgetfulness" — forgetfulness to such a 
degree that the applicants failed to comply with certain rea- 
sonable .requests. Dr. Harker maintains, and in this he has 
the hearty support of the faculty and the Seniors, that a 
student need be told a thing but once. Hence fame came 
suddenly and unexpectedly to certain students. But is it 
worth while to be envious, girls? 

CDuring the past few months a great deal of interest has 
been manifested in the Middle West in the National Plant, 
Flower and Fruit Guild. This national association has for 
its object the distribution of flowers, plants and fruits among 
the tenement houses, the missions, the public schools and 
day nurseries of our large cities. It was founded in 1893 
and until recently has been confined to the Eastern states. 

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The supplies are sent to the city and regularly and systemat- 
ically distributed among the poor. Gradually the work has 
divided itself into three branches. The national branch 
prints all literature, sends out reports and free transporta- 
tion labels. The city branch has for its main object the dis- 
tribution of the supplies; while the country branch furnishes 
the summeri flowers, plants, fruits, etc. This is made possi- 
ble through the express companies franking all packages 
within a hundred miles of a distributing center. Such a 
center will be organized in St. Louis during the month of 
October and a large field of usefulness will be open to the 
neighboring towns. 

CThe new auditorium of the University of Illinois has re- 
cently been completed and will be dedicated with appropriate 
ceremonies on the 4th and 5th of N"ovember. The building 
is a commanding structure on the highest point on the cam- 
pus. It is designed to seat about 3,000 persons and will be 
used as a general convocation hall for the University and for 
the larger musical and literary entertainments. 
CThe dedication exercises are in honor of Edward Mac- 
Dowell. During the summer a request was sent out by the 
University authorities asking people interested in music to 
vote on the question, Who is the most eminent living musical 
composer of America? About ten thousand votes were cast 
and Mr. MacDowell was the choice of an overwhelming ma- 
jority. For this reason the program in connection with the 
exercises will be distinctly a MacDowell program. The ex- 
ercises are to be opened with an address by some eminent 
speaker on Monday afternoon. In the evening there will be 
a special musical program consisting of the lesser works of 
MacDowell. On the following evening the Thomas orchestra 
will present a concert from his greater works. A marble 
tablet is to be set in the building to commemorate the man 
and the date. 

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C"Are you going?" "Sure; aren't you?" Such exclamations 
were heard all over the house the morning the Phi Nu girls 
sent around their attractive invitations; they were little Jap 
girls, with "Time 8-10; Place, court; Girls, Phi Nus," written 
on the hack. 

CThe court was softly lighted hy numerous colored lan- 
terns. Bonfires were built in the drive-way around which 
the girls gathered to toast marshmallows. Just off the court 
in a charming bower of lanterns, umbrellas, flowers, etc., 
coffee, rolls, salad and pickles were served by pretty Jap 
maids. Games were played until a late hour, and everyone 
agreed that it had been one of the most original as well as 
delightful affairs of the season. 


CTwo items of especial interest have engaged the attention 
of the Belles Lettres during these first weeks — the new Kim- 
ball piano which the society has purchased and the fall party 
for new students. This Avas given in the society halls on 
Saturday evening, September the twenty-first. The making 
of tissue paper hats was a feature Avhich showed latent possi- 
bilities in more than one of the guests. Miss Jeannette 
Merkle's was an especially charming creation and won for her 
the signet hat pin. Eeadings by Miss Mitchell and music 
added to the pleasures of the evening. 

C September 14 — The Y. "VV. C. A. gave its annual reception 
for the new students. The guests assembled in the society 
halls at eight o'clock and were each presented with a book- 
let in which to write as many of the girls' names as possible. 
A prize was given to the one who succeeded in securing the 
largest number of names. The evening passed very pleas- 
antly and at its close we all felt better acquainted with one 

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CSeptember 15 — The first Y. W. C. A. meeting of the 
school year was held by Miss Edith Conley, the President of 
the Association. She emphasized the thought that while 
each girl probably had to give up something in coming to 
College she did not have to give? up her Christian work. A 
number of the old students, also, told of the Association 
work during the past years and of their determination to 
make it even better this year. 

C September 32 — At the meeting of the Y. W. C. A. on Sep- 
tember twenty-second there were about seventy new mem- 
bers taken into the Association and still more are expecting 
to Join. 

CWe hope that the Association work and influence this year 
may be of great benefit to the spiritual life of its members. 


CThe School of Fine Arts has started the year with a larger 
enrollment than ever before. More students are taking the 
regular course and the outlook is most promising. 
CA new feature of the studio work is a children's class on 
Saturday afternoons, in charge of Miss Knopf. 
<[The interest in all departments of the craft work, which is 
in charge of Miss Harker, promises to be very great, and 
there is much enthusiasm shown. 

C Sometime in the near future Miss Knopf will hold an ex- 
hibition of her summer sketches done at Grand De Tour, 
Illinois. And an exhibition and sale of sketches and craft 
work by Miss Harker and Miss Knopf is promised before the 
holiday season. The Art History Class is larger this year 
than ever before. 


CThere have been few changes in the faculty this year. 
CMiss Alice Sudlow has come to the English department 
to take the place make vacant by Miss McDowell's resigna- 
tion. She is a graduate of Grinnell and of the University 
of California, and has done work also in the University of 

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Chicago. For some time she taught in the high school in 
Great Falls, Montana. Miss McDowell is to spend the win- 
ter at her home in Delaware, Ohio, and in the South. 
C[Mrs. Dean is on a leave of absence until Christmas and 
her work is taken by Miss Piersol, the new assistant in the 
department of expression. Miss Piersol is a graduate of the 
Cedar Falls Normal and has done much Chautauqua work. 
She has charge also of the classes in physical training. Miss 
Holmwood is in Oxofrd College, Oxford, Ohio. 
CMiss Mary Steele has the biology this year. She is a grad- 
uate of the Universities of Missouri and Pennsylvania, re- 
ceiving her Ph. D. from the latter in June, 1907. From 
1902-1906 she taught in the Kansas City high school. 
CMiss Hussey of the Greek department has gone to Kala- 
mazoo College, and her place is filled by Miss Margaret 
Young of the University of Chicago. Miss Young taught 
last year in Joliet. 

Cin the College of Music, Miss Hay of Jacksonville has 
been added to the faculty. She has studied in Nuremburg, 
Bavaria, and has done extended work with Victor Heinze of 


To the weary-hearted, heavy-laden, worn. 

To the crowded, grinding exiles of the town, ] 
On a blowing breeze's wing, comes a whisper with the spring. 

And they turn, with half-formed longing at the sound. 

It is singing of the distant, sunny hills, 

With a rolling stretch of valley, flower — sown, 
Where the tired may have peace, and the burdened find release, 

Where the Mother-land is waiting for her own. 

There's a summons in the tapping of the rain, 
There's a message in the sky's blue-shining dome; 

There's a wind from off the moor, there's a whisper at the door; 
It's the country's low voice calling, "Child, come Home!" '09 

— The Kalenda. 

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CIt is true that the opening day of College summoned few 
of US to the steady grind of a school life, but the approach 
of September days recalled a great number of us from vaca- 
tions spent at lake, mountain and seaside; resorts to take up 
the activities of busy life again. Nor were these in all in- 
stances idle days of pleasure or rest seeking. 
CMiss lone Kuechler spent the greater part of her summer 
in study at theChicago University doing graduate work in 
mathematics, as she has for a number of years past. She is 
now back at her post as instructor in that branch at the city 
high school. 

CMrs. Lucy Dimmitt Kolp, '88, passed her summer at 
Yonkers, on the Hudson, in the home of Mrs. Eleanor Pit- 
ner Mcl'arland, ^89. Mrs. Kolp was studying with Homer 
Norris of New York, author of the text-book in harmony in 
use in the! College, under whom Mrs. Kolp had taken corre- 
spondence work for several years past. 
CMiss Bertha; Eeed, '95, came home July last from a year's 
work at Bryn Mawr, where she had been awarded a fellow- 
ship. She is one of our girls who is making a notable rec- 
ord, having had two year's in the University of Berlin. One 
summer was spent in London in doing research work in the 
British museum, her thesis being "The Influence of Solomon 
Gessner Upon English Literature." The monograph was 
published by the University of Pennsylvania press and has 
given her much favorable comment among scholars. The 
Bryan Mawr fellowship was open to her another year, but an 
offer from the Bradley Polytechnic was not to be resisted, so 
she will be in Peoria the coming year, where the school is in 
close affiliation with Chicago University. 
CMiss Clara B. Allen, '87, this summer successfully passed 
the examination for high school teacher. She has been for 
years a teacher in the grades, steadily working up in the pro- 
fession, and the last of August receiving her appointment as 

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teacher of English in an Englewood high school. All last 
year .she worked under private instruction in history and is 
one of the I. W. C. graduates planning to cover that two 
years work required for the degree of B. A. 
C[Miss Mamie Melton, '94, is home for an indefinite stay 
with her parents in Jacksonville, having been compelled to 
give up her mission work in Japan for a time because of ill 

^[ Miss Ella Blackburn, "02, returned a few weeks since from 
/ear's delightful sojourn in Bulgaria with her sister Kate, 
superintendent of the girls' school at Lovetch. 
C^Mrs. Maude Laning Palmer, '88, in company with her hus- 
band and little daughter, is now on her way home from the 
Philippines. They will make brief stops in China, Japan, 
and Honolulu and their final destination will be Salt Lake 
City, where Lieut. Palmer is to be stationed. 
CSome of our alumnae who owned to aspirations in their 
earlier days are noAV, as Frances Willard's mother expressed 
it,'' expecting to reappear in the world of affairs later in their 
daughters." One of these is Mrs. Anna Eush-Eush, '84, 
now of Frankfort, Indiana.' A second little daughter named 
Louise has come this summer to keep her four year old sis- 
ter Catherine company. 

C Sorrow has not spared our number, either, in the interval 
since last commencement. Mrs. Ella Stickle Crane, whose 
husband, Frank Crane, is now pastor of the First Congrega- 
tional Church, Worcester, Mass., has been bereft of her sec- 
ond daughter. May, who was for a brief time a student here 
in her mother's Alma Mater. Our heartfelt sympathy goes 
out to Dr. and Mrs. Crane in this their hour of grief. 
Cin the death of Dr. Charles A. Crane, the distinguished 
pastor of the People's Church, Boston, Mass., College girls 
of the early '80s have lost a friend, for he was a familiar 
figure in the College of those years. 

dWe welcome back to her old College town Mrs. Maggie 
Eees Morrison, whose husband, Eev. C. W. Morrison, is 
the new pastor at Brooklyn Church. It is strange for us 

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who remember her as a bright, vivacioiis girl in her teens to 
think of her now as the mother of two grown sons and two 
young daughters. 

CMrs. Mattie Layton McGhee, '86, passed through the town 
a few weeks ago en route to the new parish, Mt. Sterling, 
where her husband, Eev. McGhee, has his work for the new 
conference year. 

CMrs. Jennie Kinman Ward, '65, our new trustee, goes to 
Milwaukee in October as a delegate to the Northwestern 
Branch of the W. H. M. S. that has' its session in that city. 
Later she will attend the State Federation of Woman's Clubs 
as a delegate from the Jacksonville Woman's Club. 
CAs one runs over the annually increasing list of our 
alumnae, pausing at a name here and there that suggests dis- 
tinction well won and well bestowed, the thought comes — 
and what of those who fdl the humble places in life — those 
who in obscure homes are daily doing the patient drudgery 
that meet with no outward recompense save in lightening 
the burdens of those they love? Shall we not, in passing, 
honor these self-eifacing ones, also? Yea, veril}^, and we 
may h& sure that the discipline of College work, the friend- 
ship, the memories and the thousand and one things that 
make the old days dear have not been lost, but in distilled 
sweetness they linger and lend a fragrance to the commonest 
life of toil any one of our sisters may lead. With these es- 
pecially in mind, let us 

"Take a cup o' kindness yet 
For the days of auld lang syne." 
CTo those members of the alum^nae who are so anxiously 
awaiting news of the gift giving of last spring, we have this 
to say: Mrs. Jennie Kinman AVard, who had the corre- 
spondence in hand, has kept all the records, and in due time 
every member of the association will have mailed to her a 
full account of events leading up to the realization of two 
scholarships. The plan was to raise the thousand dollars 
necessary for the founding of a scholarship for each one of 
the six presidents the College has had. Of course it was not 

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to be expected that these could be consummated in one or 
two years' time, but that was the goal established. The gifts 
came in in varying amounts through all the six presidencies, 
of course there being a preponderancy in favor of those last 
and now living. The sum of all gifts reaches at the present 
time so close to the two thousand line that practically two 
scholarships are available, and to all interested we wish to re- 
peat with emphasis that "the good work goes on." 
CMoreover, we were expected to have ready for distribution 
a new alumnae catalogue that should contain as nearly as 
possible the correct addresses of a body, that the General 
Secretary knows better than any of the rest of us to be sadly 
— not to say wilfully and maliciously — migratory. And this 
same General Secretary would have completed the task com- 
mitted to her hands but for the long illness of her husband. 
Dr. Trapp is now sufhciently recovered to permit of his re- 
moval to his own home in Springfield, and in the meantime 
Mrs. Linda Layton Trapp has expressed a desire to be re- 
lieved altogether from her office of General Secretary. We 
hope that with rest and relief from the long strain of watch- 
ing at her husband's bedside, she will consent to resume the 
duties we so earnestly desire to impose upon her. She has 
proved so admirably adapted to the office and has looked af- 
ter the widening interests of the association so closely, freely 
giving her time and thought, and, moreover, adding a 
gracious touch to every communication she has addressed to 
us that we have come to know her, personally, as Linda Lay- 
ton Trapp, friend. And that in a General Secretary is the 
rare quality that makes her service more than twice valuable. 

Delia Dimmitt 

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€][ The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

||| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

^ Subscriptions, $i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€j| Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


Water Ghosts 3 

FalstafF , 6 

Recollections 10 

Editorial I2 

Society 14 

Our Chapel Visitors 17 

PhiNu 18 

Belles Lettres 18 

College of Music 19 

Class Organizations .... 20 

Among the Alumni . 21 


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Vol. XI Jacksonville, 111., November 1907 No. 2 


COf course there are water-ghosts. To misquote a bit from 
Kingsley: "There are land ghosts — then why not water- 
ghosts? Are there not water-rats, water-fies, water-tigers, 
water-cats, and so on without end?" Besides if there were 
no water-ghosts this could never have happened, and happen 
it certainly did. 

CWilliam Whitemore was spending the summer on one of 
the little lakes in Northern Wisconsin. It was not the first 
summer which he had spent there, but was, on the contrary, 
the eleventh. The moment that he left college early in June 
he went north, and it was a difficult task for the family to 
get him started back in time for registration day in the fall. 
This particular evening, however, was only early in August, 
and he was ready to start home the next. Speculation was 
rife about the lake as to why he should go away so soon and 
so unexpectedly. But everybody seemed to agree upon one 
thing, which was "that Madge Murdough had something to 
do with it." And for once Dame Gossip was right. Madge 
not only had something to do with this hasty departure, but 
was the whole cause of it. Ever since William had first seen 
her he had worshiped her. True, at the time of that first 
meeting he was only eleven and she not yet nine, and for 
many days his sole acts of devotion were an offer to always 
bait her hooks for her, and a present of a somewhat battered 
fish pole. But no matter what its outward demonstration, 
the feeling had long remained the same. Now that he was 
twenty-two and she nineteen, there had come a change. He 
was no longer content with their brotherly and sisterly com- 
radeship, and knew that the time had come when he must 
demand and receive more, or else give up all. So one even- 
ing when everything seemed most propitious he tempted 
fate. But either William was a poor auguerer and read the 

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portents wrong, or else Madge took a perverse pleasure in 
thwarting the will of the gods. At any rate she refused him 
point blank. 

C William was so astonished by this unthought of con- 
tingency that he could find no words quite adequate to the 
situation. When at last he could think coherently, he 
gasped, "This is final then, Madge?" and upon her reply that 
it was, continued: "Very well, then. I shall leave on the 
next boat, and because it may be disagreeable to you to be 
forced to see me I shall say 'good-bye' tonight, and attempt 
to keep out of your way during the rest of my short stay 
here." He picked up the oars again and rowed swiftly and 
silently to the Murdough's landing. Arrived there, "Good 
bye, Madge," was all that he said, and then Madge stood on 
the landing for a moment and watched the trim little craft 
shoot out into the middle of the lake under the impetus of 
his mighty strokes. 

C During the week which necessarily elapsed between that 
evening and the time when it was possible for him to leave, 
William kept faithfully to his promise. He tramped, fished 
and took long rows during the day, all of his expeditions 
being directed carefully away from "Quin-Sig-a-Mond," as 
the Murdough's cottage was named. But if Madge ever 
looked down the lake toward Piney Eidge in the evening, she 
saw a solitary figure out on the end of the dock. However, 
since in common with most girls, she was utterly devoid of 
curiosity, of course she never knew that William spent his 
evenings there in an attempt to get through the time some 
way until he should leave. This particular evening was the 
last. Next morning he would take the boat away from the 
place where he had had so much pleasure and had experi- 
enced his one great disappointment. 

#IIt was a calm night, lighted only with the clear light of 
the stars. The lake looked very dark and solemn. It had, 
so to speak, an awed, hushed tranqiiillity. And over it all 
there was, for William at least, a great lonesomeness. All 
at once he became aware that something unusual was hap- 

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pening. Far out over the lake he saw two white figures 
gliding along on the surface of the water. Presently they 
were joined by others until there was a great company of 
them flitting hither and thither. To and fro they went, now 
gliding smoothly, now dancing about in a wierd, uncanny 
manner. Surely they were — they must be — ghosts of old 
Indians who had once made the borders of this lake their 
home. They had come back to haunt these pale faced usurp- 
ers of their ancient rights and to drive them from their hunt- 
ing grounds. Back and forth, round and round, the appari- 
tions went, now slowly, now whirling madly. At last the 
wild frolic over, they glided away one by one and disap- 
peared around a little point of land. William watched them 
absently for a time and then once more drifted off into 
dreams. Presently he cast a glance in the direction of the 
spot where the wierd scene had been. Why! Had they then 
not all gone? There was one solitary white figure floating 
about in an aimless, helpless manner. "Fm going to see 
what all this is about," was William's resolve. 
CHe stepped into his boat and pulled for the mysterious 
spot. As he drew nearer he could just distinguish in a tiny 
canoe the outlines of a white robed figure which he knew 
must be a woman. Ah! the Indian Princess had been left 
behind by her thoughtless courtiers and must drift about 
forever unless the spell should be broken and she should be 
set free to return to the happy hunting grounds. Could he 
do it? Struck by the whimsical fancy he rowed nearer and 
turning suddenly, repeated a nonsense verse of incantation, 
at the same time dashing water from his oar over the silent 
figure. There was a very human scream and his Princess 
fair had resolved herself into a girl of fiesh and blood. 
C"Why, Madge!" he exclaimed, "how do you happen to 
be out here alone at this time of night?" 
C!"0!" she wailed, "we were all going to a ghost party at 
Clara Eobinett's, and I was the last one of the line and my 
oar broke, and I've been drifting around here for hours wait- 
ing for some one to come, and I'm so tired and scared." 

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Clt was the work of but a moment to fasten the two boats 
together and for Madge to step from hers into William^s. 
For a time they glided along silent save for the splashing of 
the waves. Finally, however, William said, "I'm sorry, 
Madge, that it had to be I who rescued you. It would have 
been easier for you to forget me without this. But I can't 
understand yet why you didn't paddle with the oar you had 

CMadge was very busy seeing that the fastening of the boat 
was secure. ''Oh! you big goose," she replied, over her shoul- 
der, •'can't you see; don't you know? I saw you there and 
knew that you must see me sooner or later and come out to 
help me, so I — I lost the other oar." 

E. M. P., '09. 


CAs in the seventeenth century a certain Falstaif was one 
of the most popular of characters among old and young, 
among the refined and the hough, so is he to-day still court- 
ing favor with his truly Falstaliian nature. 
dWhen we see Falstaff in "King Henry IV.," he has grown 
old, old only in years, however, for his intellect is Just as 
keen, his manner just as youthful, his folly just as foolish, 
as in former days. His character with its mixture of incon- 
gruities cannot be analyzed; yet, he is a man of flesh and 
blood. Shakespeare has been described as being the^ only 
writer who is great in portraying weakness as strength. 
Whatever may be the peculiarity of a Shakespearian char- 
acter, wit, egotism, absurditj^, or dullness, this peculiarity is 
heightened, strengthened, and then presented in the man 
free and unmixed with conflicting traits. The absurdities, 
follies, and even obscenities which Shakespeare puts into the 
mouth of his characters, have their justification in that they 
are true to the speaker's nature. So he has chosen to make 
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combine to make him a very human man. He is the only 
character which extracts grace from disgrace, who lies with- 
out being a liar, who runs in time of danger without being 
a coward, who robs without being a criminal. In him the 
ridiculous is ever chuckling over itself. He makes his bright 
sallies as much for his own pleasure as for others. So when 
we laugh at him it is always with his permission. It is thus 
that he mocks his own peculiar appearance: 
C"How long is it, Jack/' says the Prince, "since thou sawest 
thine own knee?'' 

C"My own knee? When 1 was about thy years Hal, I was 
not an eagle's talon in the waist. I could have crept through 
an alderman's thumb ring; a plague of sighing and grief! 
It blows man up like a bladder." 

CFalstaff is ever gay because he cannot be sad; because he 
has no responsibility in his whole make-up. One of his chief 
traits is his own enjoyment of his comical acts. His art in 
turning misfortune to fortune; his agility of mind and quick- 
ness of wit which aid him in interpreting his egotism most 
reasonably; his manifold exaggerations, with which he de- 
lights to set off both himself and surroundings; all these 
qualities are resolved into Falstaff's nature. Yet opposed to 
boastfulness, conceit and cowardice are his good common 
sense, which enables him many times to grace foolish words 
with the air of wisdom, and his openness, for above all Fal- 
staff is not a hypocrite. We count it not the least of his good 
qualities that the Prince found favor in his company. That 
Falstaff loved the Prince, we know, for he exerts himself ex- 
ceedingly to make merry on subjects which please the Prince. 
This rather erratic friendship shows us another of the varied 
mans' accomplishments. His wit inspired wit in others. 
When with Falstaff, the Prince's wit became even compara- 
ble to that of the old mirth makers, away from him he has 
none of it. 

C Falstaff's lying to the Prince concerning the expedition of 
Gads hill is unmatchable. When all evidence and fact is 
against him, when he knows himself to be in the power of 

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the Prince, even then he is not nncountenanced; he finds 
fortune in misfortune. He his lies are "gross as a mountain, 
open, palpable;" there he could not but have been keenly 
conscious of them, and merely heaped lie on lie for the con- 
ceited pleasure he has in extricating himself from their tan- 
gles. So "instinct" became his excuse for not killing Hal, 
and even the Prince acknowledges that this prince of liars 
has justified his lies. 

CWe enjoy his boastfulness, his ever ready sallies, all the 
more because they come from a man who is the very picture 
of jollity itself. Could such an outward appearance, as he 
must have presented with his large, loose bulk, and his 
round, red, jovial face, and, too, with the ever present 
"sack," be better suited to his inward character? He ap- 
pears, though old, young in spirit, a born king of revelry, 
the head of a jovial company of scamps, over whom he is 
far superior in all but in morals. He is the very personifica- 
tion of the material side of man. His mere bulk condemns 
him to a life of pleasure, laziness, comfort and cynicism. 
Falstaff truly says of himself: "No man was more able to 
invent anything that tends to laughter more than he in- 
vented, or was invented on him; that he himself was the 
cause of wit in other man." 

CEThis strange man rises to the height of his selfish nature 
in his soliloquy on honor, in which, in contrast to all other 
characters in Henry IV., he asserts the mere nothingness of 
honor. For says he: "Can honor set to a leg? no; or an 
arm? no; or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honor hath 
no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honor? a word. 
What is in that word honor? What is that honor? Air 
* * *Therefore I'll none of it. Honor is a mere scutcheon." 
CAgain, we must call his counterfeit on the battlefield a 
form of cowardice. However, it was a cowardice that be- 
tokens love of self rather than a slinking from danger. And 
it is true of his perfect irresponsibility, that his vanity pre- 
vents him from suspecting himself of this evasion from duty. 
"Embowlled! S'blood, 'twas time to counterfeit." His wits 
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have, this time, saved his life, and he is duly conceited) over 
his cleverness. The words "now anadage to all shirkers." 
"The better part of valor is discretion," too spring from his 

CAt the close of the drama, the Prince, who has heen grow- 
ing better steadily, yields up to Falstaff the honor of Hot- 
spur's fall, thus furnishing to Falstaff an example of honor, 
hard to resist. But honor is nought to him, and the false 
fame which follows the act merely furnishes him license for 
furthering self again. He thinks, not of the Prince's gener- 
osity, but solely of his own ingenuity and strategem in tell- 
ing the falsehood. By now we see that such a man as this 
cannot be adjudged by. a moral sense. He is a creature en- 
tirely of the flesh; yet withal, there is no malice, and no 
hypocrisy in him, two traits alone which redeem him from 
the criminal 

CThe words of Eramus in his "Praise of Folly," concerning 
the character of the court and the popular fool, seem to con- 
tain the essence of Falstaff's being. "The popular fool," he 
says, "takes nature for his guide, strips off the gloss and re- 
finement, and follows the animal instinct; has no conscience, 
no fear; no ghosts; has no hopes or cares; laughs and makes 
others laugh; we forgive all they say and do; he has no am- 
bition, no envy, no shyness and no shame." So is it with 
Falstaff, who revels in his own cowardice, insolence and lack 
of honor. Then why do we not turn away in disgust from 
the picture drawn? The very richness, unfailingness, youth- 
fulness of his wit, and too, perhaps, his good natured indif- 
ference to everything but himself, combine to make him a 
character whom we must laugh at and with, and delight in, 
even though we do not admire. Lying, cowardice, robbery, 
ingratitude, are alike absolvable because they are centered in 
Falstaff. G. M., '08. 

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CThe most of my summer was spent in the Lake BlufE Or- 
phanage. However, neither as a beneficiary or as a benefac- 
tor. My mother and I located in Lake Bluif so that I could 
be near enough to my teacher in Chicago to carry on my 
work there and still be out in the country. Our surround- 
ings made it impossible for me to carry on my practice in the 
house Avithout greatly interfering with the comfort of people 
who were in no wise concerned in my practice. So arrange- 
rangements were perfected whereby I practicd in the "Dam- 
rosch Club" room at th Orphanage. 

CThe Orphanage was established fifteen years ago by a small 
gift and since has been supported and enlarged by gifts from 
others whose interests have been kindled. At present there 
are about one hundred and twentj'^-five children in charge of 
the deaconesses who find their work there. 
CThe children are, many of them, slum children; but the 
influences brought to bear upon them by the noble women 
are lifting them to something higher and bettey; many of 
them have marked talent for special lines. In such cases 
the deaconesses bear the case in mind and leave no stone un- 
turned until a "patron" is procured who either takes the 
child personally in charges or furnishes the means necessary 
for his education along the lines of his marked talent. 
C Their "Damrosch Club" is a choral society presided over 
by a capable;, energetic, self-sacrificing teacher of Highland 
Park, who not only gives her services to the club, but has 
been instrumental in interesting others, so that many con- 
cert tickets find their way to the club, and the personnel 
of the club hears many of the best things without any ex- 

CBut the most interesting part of the work is behind the 
scenes. The children in the yards, on the streets, at church, 
as guests in homes, are entertaining, always well and neatly 
dressed (though not uniformed), and conducting themselves 
in a most approved manner; but where is it all done? Back 

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in the buildings are managers whose financiering do credit 
to many a magnate. The serving rooms are always full of 
work to be done; old garments sent by people who find no 
further use for them are cut down, made over, turned up- 
side down and inside out until something is evolved that 
meets the needs of some boy or girl of the one hundred and 
twenty-five. Old hats are steamed, pressed, resewed, 
trimmed with taste from a carefully stored up pile of what 
many of us would term "rubbish." But when it leaves the 
work room it is no longer "rubbish," but something useful to 
some child very much in need. (Girls, when you pick up to 
go home and are tempted to burn or throw away things use- 
less to yourselves, why not put an accumulation from many 
rooms into a box and send it by freight to these homeless 
little ones). 

C There is a good school building and the school work is in 
charge of worthy teachers. The work ends with the eighth 
grade, after which the children are sent to high school in 
Waukegan. In case the endowment of a student justifies 
it, after the high school course Northwestern university is 
open to the young person. 

C Practicing was accompanied by most unusual but not un- 
welcome conditions. The boys and girls would slip quietly 
into the room and many times a two hour practice period 
was "sat through" by a dozen girls and boys who brought 
hand work if they cared to, or merely sat and listened, but 
never talked or in any way disturbed me. Often when I rose 
to close the piano some child would ask me to play some 
favorite composition or some song, which it was a great 
pleasure to do. 

CIt is a matter of thankfulness to me that I was permitted 
to come so closely in touch with such a worthy work and one 
of which I knew so little. The summer meant much gain 
to me that had nothing at all to do with the piano. 

Lula 0. Hay. 

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^^ ^^ 

Editors — Dess Mitchel, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall 
Business Managers— Rena Crum, Edith Conley, Ruby Ryan 
Facui^TY Committee — Miss Weaver, Miss Neville, Miss Rolfe 

C.In order to develop latent talent in our untried students, 
to introduce to the world our future George Elliots, and, in- 
cidentally, to secure copy for our valuablei paper, the Greet- 
ings Board has offered two prizes for the best stories, to be 
written by December 1st. This contest is open to all stu- 
dents. Girls, can you afford to lose this opportunity to see 
in print some of the creations of your own brains? 
CMany recall the general interest aroused in recent years in 
Pastor Wagner and his ''Simple Life." He is more than a 
dreamer, for he is diligently applying the principles which 
he advocates. For twenty-five years he has worked as a mis- 
sionary among the youths of Paris. While all the results of 
this earnest labor are not apparent to the world in general, 
the completion recently of his new church, "The House of 
the Soul," is material evidence of his success. To this roomy 
and comfortable place all who are in need of rest and sympa- 
thy may come, assured of a genuine welcome. The erection 
of this building is especially significant at this critical time 
in the history of France, for the struggle between church and 
state threatened to over]30wer all the forces for good. The 
event proves that the devotion and energy of one man can 
bring a like response from the many ready to follow a leader. 
COur ''Athens of the West," as chapel orators delight to 
designate our little city — so proud of its intellectuality — has 
been stirred to the depths over the question that has ap- 
pealed to thousands in many states. The "old settlers" say 
— and they ought to know — that this local option bill has 
aroused unaparalleled enthusiasm. We felt sure of the gen- 
eral agitation, though we cannot compare it with the past, 
and we rejoice in it and in the results. The efforts of the 
pastors, of the prominent business men, of earnest women, of 
visiting speakers, and of the general mass meetings, all com- 
bined to bring a victory on election day, far greater than the 

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most sanguine anti-saloon workers had hoped for. When 
the saloon interests have always been dominant, a majority of 
seven hundred and seventy-five was most unusual. 
CThe general rejoicing was not confined to the citizens of 
Jacksonville, for when, late that evening, news of the actual 
victory reached the college, books were thrown aside and the 
old halls resounded with a clamor such as is seldom heard. 

€|| A new mark of interest which the staff of the Carnegie 
library has always taken in the students of the city — both 
college and public school — was the Library Institute held 
on November 21. In the afternoon Mrs. Frances Simpson, 
reference librarian of the University of Illinois, spoke to 
the teachers on the independence of the school and the li- 
brary. She urged their co-operation, especially in such 
ways as familiarizing students with the card catalogue and 
the indexes. Following her suggestion, the Freshman 
English class is already planning a special trip to the li- 
brary for this purpose. 

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CN'ever has such ingenuity and originality been displayed 
as in this year's Hallowe'en party. ISTever were, ghosts more 
ghostly, witches more mysterious, costumes more appropriate, 
decorations more artistic. When a very dutch Schneider's 
band led the way into the chapel, where the light gleamed 
through satanical eyes, city dudes, stamping cow-boys, giggly 
school children, stiff jointed dolls, alike felt that they had 
entered spirit-land. After the grand march, all were led into 
a dimly lighted green room, where witches reigned supreme, 
and served each guest with popcorn and pie. Here favors of 
various fantastic forms were given to everyone. 
CThe gypsy camp was truly realistic. There in a leaf)' 
bower swarthy gypsy maidens, dressed in bright colored 
robes and many strands of beads, told each her fate, and 
served frappe from the kettle over the camp fire. 
CThen the litle red brownies delighted all with their antics, 
and amused themselves greatly by watching the stupid mor- 
tals in their unsuccessful bobbing for apples. 
CWe left these frolicsome beings, only to be swished into 
the gruesome land of ghosts. Who did not tremble at their 
moans or start, when hollow voices directed the way to our 
fortunes? These fortunes, written on white paper, were in- 
visible until brought out by candle lights. 
C! After a gay evening we left these brownies, ghosts, witches 
and gypsies with many rousing cheers for our hostesses, the 

C[The Sub- Juniors reached the dignity of their first party on 
Saturda}'' evening, October 26th. There was added import- 
ance since it was at the Colonial Inn and they had as guests 
Miss Weaver and their class officer. Miss Harker. This 
merry time, spent in song and story, to say nothing of a de- 
lightful lunch, portend many other happy hours for the 
youngest class of our school. 

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Miss Sophronia Pinnell Day, 
Miss Ophelia Metcalf Day, 
Miss Penelope Powell Da}^, 
Miss Henrietta Davis Day, 
Miss Selina Harslibarger Day, 
• With their cousin, Miss E.i N. Day, 
At home to their friends 
Monday, October twenty-fist, 

CLBoth names and scene carried us back to Cranford days; 
for there in rooms adorned by bright little nosegays of 
geraniums, in stiff haircloth chairs, sat the old-fashioned 
Day sisters, with their prim cousins, knitting and gossiping 
of girlhood days. Under the influence of this atmosphere, 
soon we, too, were woefully recounting tales of earlier loves. 
Nor were fingers idle, for ere long a comfort lay there, fully 
tacked. Miss Sophronia added a final touch as she sat be- 
hind the tea-table serving tea and caraway cookies from 
quaint blue and gold china. ' 

CYou have heard of Red-Letter days, but did you ever hear 
of a red and gold day? Such the College girlsi recently en- 
joyed. The way of it was this: Mother Nature spent weeks 
in decorating until lawns, trees and distant hillsides were 
gorgeous and rivalled a Rembrandt in coloring. Then she 
whispered to our friends. Dr. and Mrs. Pitner, "I am ready," 
and the}^ in turn whispered to the heads of our College 
household, "Come and bring your girls." Out we went, all 
of us, big and little, to Fairview. It is almost sacriligious 
to think of dinner at such a time, but we had such a good 
one! Come to think of it. Mother Nature helped with that, 

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too, so it really was a delightful part of a perfect whole^ — 
thanks to our gracious host and hostesses. May they oft re- 
peat such deeds. 

COn October 1th the Juniors entertained the Seniors in a 
most delightful way. After welcoming their guests in the 
reception room, they asked them to put on their wraps and 
accompany them, but failed to say to what place. A long 
walk in tha starlight finally brought them to the home of 
one of the Juniors, Miss Helen Lambert. The party was a 
decided success, because it was in a real home — one spelled 
with a little "h.," not a capital; it had the real home flavor. 
The Senior colors, green and yellow, were carried out in 
decorations and in refreshments, giving further evidence of 
the thought and care of the Juniors for their fortunate 


^ Miss Anderson most agreeably entertained the Fresh- 
men class, at the home of Rev. and Mrs. English on Satur- 
day afternoon, November seventeenth. It was a sewing 
party and all the girls were delighted to have this oppor- 
tunity to work on their Christmas presents, and greatly 
enjoyed the hour spent around the grate fire. Refresh- 
ments were served and all werely highly pleased on receiv- 
ing, as favors, their class flower, the red rose. Besides the 
members of the Freshmen class, Mrs. Harker, Miss Weaver 
and Miss Neville enjoyed Miss Anderson's hospitality. 

"lycarning by study must be won; 
'Twas ne'er entailed from son to son." 

— Gay. 

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C Since school opened we have been most fortunate in the 
numher of visitors who have talked to us in chapel. Early 
in the year we had Dr. Vaughn of the Halstead Street 
Church, Chicago. His vivid description of the needs of the 
foreign propulation in the part of the city where he has 
chosen to work made a strong impression upon all who heard 
him. Through his words many of the students have come 
to a fuller realization of the need of definite Christian work 
in lands not across the water. Several of the girls who 
lead the Y. W. C. A. mission study classes are planning to 
go to Chicago for a few days that they may see for them- 
selves something of the work which such leaders as Dr. 
Vaughn and Jane Addams are doing for humanity. 
CThe agitation of the local option question sent us two 
guests who came with vital messages. Dr. Shields, president 
of the Anti-Saloon League, talked in chapel on Sunday 
morning. His faith in the cause he represented gave force 
and dignity to his words. Later, Dr. Palmore of the St. 
Louis Advocate spoke upon the same subject in the churches 
of the city, but in his chapel talk to the students he made a 
most earnest appeal for Christian ideals in the home. 
C Another opportunity came through the district meeting of 
the Woman's Foreign Missionary Society. One morning a 
part of their session was held in the college chapel. Their 
president, Mrs. Coleman, of Palmyra, is a graduate of I. W. 
C, as were also various other officers and speakers. The first 
address was by Miss Kate Moss, of Kansas City, of the class 
of '*83. She is at present chairman of the National Commit- 
tee on Literature. Her words then and also in the evening 
to the house girls were full of interest to all. The other 
speaker was Dr. Lewis, a medical missionary, home from 
India for a few months, who told vividly of the distress in 
that country and of the great gathering at Bareilly which 
commemorated the opening of India as a mission field. 

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COn Tuesda}'' afternoon^ October 22nd, Miss Knopf, in her 
usual delightful manner, gave us a very interesting talk on 
her trip this summer through Canada and the East, and es- 
pecially of her sketching with Charles H. Woodbury of Bos- 
ton, at Ogunquit. 

CWe are all justly proud of the new piano which we have 
recently brought. 

COur many new girls welcomed into the society this month 
are early showing their enthusaism and loyalty for Phi Ifu. 
CPhi Nu was especially favored on November 5th by several 
violin selections by Mr. Stafford. 

CMiss Miriam McMurray, one of our former Phi Nus, who 
has been studying in Rome the past year, also sang most 
beautifully for us. 


C There are but five vacancies in Belles Lettres now. We 
have thirty new members, all of whom have entered into so- 
ciety work with the true Belles Lettres spirit. 
COur programs have been unusually good. The interest in 
current affairs was manifested in the program of November 

CMiss Kessler gave a most interesting account of the history 
of Jacksonville, a history covering years. 
CThe work of the Anti-Saloon League was discussed by 
Miss Osborne. She spoke particularly of what had been ac- 
complished here and of the plans which have led to such re- 

CA fitting close to such a progTam was Miss Mitchell's read- 
ing, "What Came to DoUie's House.'' 

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CFew things are more gratifying in College annals than the 
steadily increasing enrollment in the College of Music. 
Surely numbers and enthusiasm characterize most suitably 
the admittedly high grade work of the school. Some very 
good programs and a keen interest have marked the weekly 

CThe Mendelssohn Club and the Jacksonville Choral Union 
have been united, combining names and fortunes. The new 
organization thus effected, will be known as the Mendels- 
sohn Choral Club and expects to present this year the sacred 
cantata, "The Hymn of Praise." Mr. Olds is to conduct the 

COne of the most delightful song recitals ever given in 
Jacksonville was enjoyed last Thursday evening, ]N"ovember 
7th. Mr. Hamlin's voice is under excellent control and of 
pure tonal quality. His is a name to conjure by. Mr. 
Schneider's brilliant and s)Tnpathetic Avork as accompanist 
added greatly to the merit of the program. 
CBoth Mr. Hamlin and Mr. Schneider praised most cor- 
dially the excellent acoustic properties of the Music Hall. 


CThe various class organizations have been completed with 
the following officers: 

C Seniors — President, Jennie Harker; Vice-President, Emma 
Lattner; Secretary, Pauline Keenan; Treasurer, Bertha 

CJuniors — President, ISTell Smith; Vice-President, Euth 
Busey; Secretar}^, Helen Lambert; Treasurer, Pearl Tiebout; 
Reporter, Margaret Potts. 

C Sophomores — President, Mabel Pinnell; Vice-President, 

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Mary Metcalf; Secretary, Jeannette Powell; Treasurer, Eliza- 
beth Davis; Reporter, Frances Harshbarger. 
C Freshmen — President, Elsie Fackt; Vice-President, Nina 
Turner; Secretary-Treasurer, Florence Taylor; Eeporter, 
Louise Gates. 

C Senior Preps — President, Flora Tandy; ; Vice President, 
Norma Council; Secretary, Letta Joy; Treasurer, Regna 
Walch; Reporter, Zelda Henson; Sergeant-at-Arms, Grace 

CMiddle Preps — President, Mary Dilling; Vice-President, 
Blanche Skelton; Secretary-Treasurer, Mabel Shumard; Re- 
porter, Millicent Rowe. 

C Junior Preps — President, Zola Stum; Vice-President, 
Madeline Walker; Secretary, Catherine Yates; Treasurer, 
Christine Rennick. 

C Sub Juniors — President, Gertrude Brown; Vice-President, 
Marie Chenoweth; Secretary-Treasurer, Grace Steine; Re- 
porter, Lenora Eads. 

C Specials — President, Helen Lewis; Secretary, Myra Cor- 
rell; Treasurer, Mildred Woodcock; Reporter, Bessie Beyer. 

€(j Miss Anderson has kindly consented to take Miss Page's 
place as Freshmen class officer. All the girls are delighted 
and anticipate a most pleasant year together. 

€jf On December 7 a State Academy of Sciences is to be 
founded at the State House in Springfield. The need for 
such an organization has long been felt, particularly by the 
small colleges and schools throughout the State, and it will 
receive most hearty support from all whose work is along 
scientific lines. 

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CMarried, at Baltimore, Md., Thursday, Sept. 12, Leda Ells- 
berry, '05, to Dr. James Bird. At home after Nov. 1, Odin, 

CMarried, Oct. .15, 1907, at Hutchinson, Kansas, Carrie Ma- 
rian Morrison, '05, to Fred J. Angel. The announcement did 
not state where they would be at home. 
CMarried, Oct. 30, 1907, Havana, 111., Grace Harriet Mc- 
Fadden, '06, to "William Ackerman Levoe. At home after 
the first of January, Toledo, Ohio. 

CMarried, Oct. 30, 1907, at Mattoon, Hlinois, Bertha Todd,' 
'05, to Charles Edwin Odell. At home after Nov. 30, at 
3821 Moultrie avenue, Mattoon, Illinois. 
CMarried, Oct. 21, 1907, at Jacksonville, Illinois, Edith Lo- 
raine Joy to Chester Joy. At home, Schenectady, New York. 
C These five announcement cards, all in a single month, 
seem to indicate that recent graduates are taking to heart 
President Harker's frequent and repeated admonition con- 
cerning what he evidently considers the proper destiny of the 
college woman, here and elsewhere. 

CTo them, one and all, the heartfelt wishes of all their sis- 
ter alumnae are extended for their continued happiness. 
CMrs. William Shaw, who was Minnie Broadwell of the class 
of '77, moves to Beardstown, Illinois, where her husband be- 
comes pastor of the Congregational church, preaching his 
initial sermon Thanksgiving day. 

CMrs. Alice Don Carlos Vogel has sold her State street 
home and she and her husband will spend the year in travel- 
ing, remaining for a part of the time in New York City, 
where their son is engaged in the practice of law. 
CMrs. Maie Short Wadsworth, '76, will spend the winter in 
Eome, Italy, where her husband, Eev. Julian Wadsworth, is 
temporarily serving as pastor of the Methodist Mission 
church in that city. Bishop Burt, who for eighteen years 
previous to his election to the episcopacy, was the superin- 

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tendeDt of Italian missions and still retains his old interest 
in the work, is anxious for the Wadsworths to remain per- 
manently, but they expect to return in March, having then 
completed two years of travel and study. 
CAnnie Louise Semple of the class of '77, for many years 
prominent in deaconess work, has married within the year, 
and is now permanently located at Los Angeles, Cal., but the 
date of the marriage and the name of her husband have not 
yet been ascertained by the general secretary. 
CMrs. Josie Morrison Pierson, '65, is at present visiting her 
brother, Eev. Charles R. Morrison, in Jacksonville, the home 
of her girlhood. 

CMrs. Martha Blackburn Glasgow, '74, left recently with 
her little son to spend the winter with' relatives in southern 
California. It is hoped that the climate will completely re- 
store her health. 

([Mrs. Linda Layton Trapp, '97, our late efficient field sec- 
retary, has finished and sent in a very complete card cata- 
logue arranged alphabetically and by classes. It forms very 
interesting reading, because so many of the cards are brief 
notes telling of work which this or that girl has done or 
honors won. We are extremely sorry to be compelled to lose 
Mrs. Trapp's further services, but she thinks it will not be 
possible for her to fill the office longer. The executive board 
will meet the fifteenth of this month for the purpose of 
choosing her successor, and announcement to that effect will 
be made in the next issue of the Greetings. 
Clf you chance to be a College woman there is nothing quite 
so entertaining as a visit to some college, other than your 
own. There is a community of interest that you are bound 
to feel, and a sort of kinship with any student body, no mat- 
ter how strange it is. 

C^ot many weeks ago it was the happy fortune of an old I. 
W. C. alumnus to "do" a few neighboring institutions. One 
was Monmonuth and the year's session had not begun, but 
already the students were gathering, for there were groups of 
boys lounging about under the trees visiting hard, and the 

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buildings were open for inspection. One was in progress of 
erection, and an anditprinm that seemed quite perfect in con- . 
struction and admirably adapted to its purpose. It must 
certainly bave been a late addition, too. There is a compact- 
ness about the grounds and there is a close proximity in the 
buildings that suggests the little college world complete in 
itself. "Monmouth of Monmouth," the very name suggests 
an Aristocracy Limited, and you find that idea suggested to 
you over and over again as you stroll through the little town 
with its wide shaded village streets, its pretty, well modeled 
homes, and the air of isolation it preserves. 
CLombard was the end of another day's pilgrimage and as 
the three of us who were visiting it together crossed the cam- 
pus, Lombard's president met us. He is a man of fine and 
gracious presence, and as he took us through the various 
buildings, he gave us something of the history of this old 
Universalist institution. One object to which he pointed with 
pride was the gift of one of Lombard's most distinguished 
sons. Conger, American minister to the Chinese empire. It 
was a huge gold framed inscription in Chinese characters re- 
lating the esteem in which the Empress held Minister Con- 
ger for his distinguished behavior during the Boxer rebel- 

CLast of all came Knox, and it was their opening day. The 
chapel services were held in a plain time-worn old building 
that we were told was in use as the first church in Gales- 
burg. Either for sentimental reasons or because it adjoined 
seminary hall, it had been acquired by the College and was 
being used temporarily as a chapel. At any rate it hardly 
seemed the most fitting place in the world for such a body of 
students and faculty as it sheltered that day — at least, it did 
not seem so until after one had heard the address that was 
given that morning by an old Knox student, now pastor of 
the Congregational church of the ' city. The whole of that 
address was worth going far to hear. It told of the things 
one gained out of College and then held forever, and toward 
the close he gave utterance to something like this, though 

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the words are beyond recall: "If you look at these buildings 
and then think you have seen Knox College, you are mis- 
taken. Knox College does not consist in these buildings — 
these grounds — these outward visible things. I took a friend 
with me not long ago and he walked with me across the cam- 
pus, but he did not see the Knox College that I saw." 
CIt was all so beautifully wraught out that the spiritual sig- 
nificance was the real thing after all — ^that the ideals one 
draws from a place, the stimulus he gets for high living and 
high thinking, these are the influences that alone make any 
College great in our eyes and precious in our memories. 
Someway it made me revise my opinion of their antiquated 
chapel. Farther away there is a noble group of buildings 
and a fine campus that bespeaks the "real Knox," of which 
I am sure I had a glimpse in more ways than one on that 
September morning. 

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<j| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€|f Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€j] Subscriptions, ^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€}| Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


Mistaken Kindness 3 

The Round-up ^ 

Tougaloo University 7 

Christmas Giving 9 

Our Chapel Visitors 10 

Editorial , ii 

The Girls of Yesterday and of Today 13 

Puritan Ancestors . . 15 

Guests 17 

PhiNu 18 

Belles Lettres 18 

Senior , ... 19 

Senior Prep Party 19 

Recitals 19 

Convention Report 20 

Among the Alumnae 22 

Recreation ... 24 

The Night of December Nineteenth 24 


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Vol. XI Jacksonville, 111., December 1907 No. 3 


C Madge was angry. She was not merely hurt, offended or 
cross. She was angry with a capital A. " 'Sif/' she con- 
fided to Melvin, "^sif car rides came every day, 'stead of 
once a year. 'Nd just 'sif it didn't make any difference 
whether I went or not. What business did cook's old sister 
have getting married today? 'Nd why couldn't Mary's little 
brother have waited till tomorrow to fall downstairs and hurt 
hisself so bad? 'Nnd course I'm glad that Aunt Dorothy 
'nd Uncle Harry are coming to see us. Why! I haven't 
seen them since they were married, oh! ever so long ago, and 
Eob was page and I held her flowers. But I just wish't 
they'd waited till next week so that mother wouldn't have 
been so busy today 'nd I could have gone. 'Nd Miss Gray's 
put it off twice already 'nd she said it would be certain sura 
this time no matter who couldn't go. Oh-h-h-h-h! its just 
mean, it is. So there!" Madge threw herself down on the 
ground with a loud wail. 

CMelvin stood by in surprised silence. This was not his 
usually sunny little playmate? No, this little scolding, weep- 
ing bit of humanity could not be the Madge who only yes- 
terday had taunted him with cries of "Fraid cat! Fraid cat!" 
when he had failed to follow her lead in jumping from th^ 
old swing when it was going so high that her head was clear 
up among the leaves of the big maple. But it was even so. 
Possibly to this eight-year-old boy mind there was nothing 
very tragic in having to miss the annual trolley ride given 
by Miss Gray to the members of her Sunday school class. 
But Madge knew better. She knew that to have to stay 
home and take care of the baby on that day of days was go- 
ing to be almost more than she could endure. "Oh dear! Oh 

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dear!" she sobbed. "I just wish't there wasn't any horrid old 
babies. I Just wish't Billy Boy was dead, so I do. Then 
maybe I wouldn't have to stay home from every place al- 
ways and take care of him all the time and could have a 
good time like the rest of the girls all do always, and may be 
I could do something I wanted to onct in a while." 
CMelvin heard his mother calling just then, so with a hasty 
"I'm awful sorry, Madge," he was gone. 
CMadge soon dried her tears and in spite of her outburst of 
rage amused Billy Boy quite nicely for some time. Mamma 
brought them a dainty little luncheon at noon and they had 
a picnic there on the lawn. Miss Gray's party was to start 
at three. About two o'clock Madge began to grow restless 
and tired. The baby seemed to feel the infection of her bad 
spirits and was cross and difficult to amuse. Just then an 
Italian came by with a hand organ and a monkey. He 
stopped in front of Melvin's house and played for a few mo- 
ments and then went on. Madge, delighted and fascinated, 
hung over the front gate until the man moved on almost 
out of sight: then unthinkingly started out just as he turned 
the comer. Quite captivated by the tricks of the "cunnin' 
little monkey" she followed on. The gate was unlatch- 
ed and Billy Boy was alone in the yard, two things which 
were never allowed to be. But Madge unmindful of all rules 
skipped gaily along. On and on they went until suddenly 
glancing up she found that she was in a wholly unfamiliar 
portion of the city. Organ and monkey instantly lost their 
attraction and for the second time that day her tears came. 
"Oh! take me home, please, somebody. I want to go home 
to my mother." 

CA tall blue coated figure was near and he soon held the 
sobbing little girl in his strong arms. "Whist now, dearie," 
he whispered softly. "Where is your mother. Where do 
yez live, darlint? Tell Patrick Flynn and he'll take yes 

C^I'm Madge Logan Chapman, seven hundred and ninety- 
seven Wellington avenue, Mavington, West Virginia." 

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C"Well, sliure and that's aizy to find. Come along, now." 
CSoon they were at the corner which it seemed to Madge 
she had turned days ago. 

C"Thank you, there's our house. I guess I can go alone 
now/' she said. 

"Godbye. Now don't yez be running ofE again," returned 
her burly protector. 

CMadge trudged off up the avenue with a vague forboding. 
"What will mother say," she thought. "I wonder if Billy 
Boy has cried any. I 'spect I oughtn't to have left him, but 
I just didn't think. Mother will prob'ly say, 'Why, Madge, 
where have you been? Over at Melvin's, I expect. You 
should have told mother, though, and she would have let 
you take baby, too. But won't she be 'sprised when she 
knows that I've been way off and got lost and a really truly 
'pliceman had to bring me home? Oh, dear! I do hope that 
she won't scold.'^ 

CWhat mother did say was, "Thank heaven, they're here. 
Yes — No. Why, Madge, where have you been and where is 
Billy Boy?" And when Madge answered, "I left him out in 
the yard when I went out after the monkey man," mother 
gave a scream and rushed to the telephone. 
C'Nine seven three eight, quick!" she said. "Hello, Har- 
old Yes • Madge only No, she doesn't know 

Where she had been playing with him . All right, only 

hurry home. I'm almost wild." 

CMadge, listening to these few sentences, grew white. Then 
she turned and fled to what Uncle Eob had termed the 
"Wailing Place," the settee under the stairs. Dark thoughts 
rose up to accuse her. " 'Sposin' somebody had carried Billy 
Boy off to — to — to Asia! And 'sposin' he should grow up 
to be a dreadful, terrible heathen! Or maybe he might be 
some place near, hurt, or sick, or possibly even — dead!" 
CHer mind refused to dwell on this dreadful possibility and 
she eagerly welcomed the distraction of her fathers arrival. 
Together they reached the grounds and then returned to the 
house fearful lest bad news should have proceeded them 

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there. It had not, however, but they found it was better not 
to leave the house lest any word should come in their ab- 
sence. Father, however, every now and then thought of a 
place where Billy Boy might be and jumped up restlessly to 
explore it, Madge ever following like a faithful little shadow. 
It was long past the hour for Miss Gray's party, but no 
thought of it crossed her mind. At last just as father had 
satisfied himself for the hundredth time that Billy Boy, go- 
cart and all were not hidden behind the barrels in the wood- 
shed, Madge and he heard a call. Looking up they saw Mel- 
vin approaching. 

C"Why, say, Madge," he blurted out, "say, didn't you go to 
the party? I 'sposed of course you had. Why that's why — 
say what's you crying about? I wish't you'd — " 
C"Oh, Melvin, he's gone and it's all my fault. I just left 
him a little while an' when I came back he was gone. Oh! 
How could anybody steal Billy Boy when he's the only 
brother I have?" 

C Melvin stopped her suddenly. "That's just what I was 
goin' to tell you 'bout," he said. "You see. I 'spected that if 
Billy wasn't here you really could go, so when I saw him 
alone out there I just took him over to our yard on the other 
side of the house. 'Nnd I've played with him 'nd fed him 
'nd made noise, lots of it, but he's just crying awful now, 
'nd I can't get himi to stop. So since you can't go to the 
party I wish't you'd come and get him." 

E. M. P.,'09. 


<[ While on the ranch this summer I was ready to join in 
everything that happened, and when father began to talk 
of a "round-up" I thought it wise to get my "outfit" to- 
gether so there would not be any delay. 
CAbout four o'clock one morning we started for the Flat- 
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we rode along we gathered in all the cattle without brands 
and drove them to the Flats. Our herd increased rapidly, 
and it was noon time when we reached the chuck wagon, 
where we stopped for dinner. Every one was in a great 
hurry at dinner, for the cattle* were yet to be "rounded-up" 
and "cut.'^ I helped stand guard while the cow-boys cut the 
cattle — that is, separated the branded from the unbranded. 
All this time the branding irons had been in the fire, and 
just as soon as the cutting was done, the cow-boy roped an 
unbranded cow, and threw her down, tying her hind legs to 
the fore legs, while another cow-boy sat on her head. Then 
came the branding, which was done by a red hot iron being 
placed on the shoulder so as to burn our brand Z (Bar Z.) 
into the hide. When the ropes were taken from the cow's 
legs she made a dashj for my horse. As a result of the col- 
lision I was thrown right into the midst of the herd. Nat- 
urally I hurried to get out of such close quarters. 
CThat afternoon they branded about two hundred head of 
cattle before the darkness came. The work was to be 
continued the next day, but my accident and the heat of 
the sun had so diminished my enthusiasm that I was glad 
to return to Headquarters in company with some of the 
cow-boys. P. T., '12. 


CTougaloo University is situated in the country about 
seven miles from Jackson, Mississippi, and one-half mile 
from the railroad. The University owns five hundred acres 
of land, nearly half of which is under cultivation. The soil 
is yellow, the land rolling and swampy in places. As there are 
no wells, the water supply depends directly on the rainfall. 
Cisterns are used for the drinking water and ponds for the 
stock, each plantation having a reservoir in a low place. 
The soil is free from rocks and washes badly, making frame 
buildings more lasting than those of brick. 

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COf the sixteen buildings on the campus, three are hrick — 
Beard Hall, the girls' dormitory, the church, and Striehy, 
formerly the boys' dormitory, condemned as unsafe, and 
now in process of repairs for recitations rooms, but hindered 
by lack of funds. The new boys' hall is named in honor of 
Bishop Galloway. There is in the church a splendid pipe- 
organ, the gift of a Los Angelos firm. 

CThere are two seasons here. Until about three weeks ago, 
when we had a heavy frost, we had radishes, lettuce, beets 
and corn. There were also many roses more beautiful than 
any I have ever seen out of doors in the north. Those who 
know Lanier will remember his speaking of the live oaks. 
There are two live oak trees on the campus. From the other 
oaks hang long beards of that gray air plant, the Florida] 

CThere are in the boarding department about two hundred 
and thirty students, with perhaps as many outsiders in the 
student body. The teaching corps consists of twenty-five 
instructors. Much stress is put on the industrial work, giv- 
ing the boys instruction in carpentry and iron work, and 
the girls instruction in cooking and sewing. Good work is 
being done in the dressmaking department. The industrial 
exhibit sent to Jamestown won the silver medal. This is 
one of the largest schools under the American Missionary 
Association for the education of the colored race. 
CI have in my eighth grade forty-eight pupils and in my 
academy rhetoric class thirty-three. The average age for 
the grade is now nineteen, but each year the students are 
younger. As a whole, I find them more tractable than any 
northern children I have attempted to teach. 

Edith Weber, '04. 

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CA gift is the concrete expression of love. On that first 
Christmas morning the gift found in the manger by the wise 
men was simply the incarnation of the Father's great love 
for his children. We commemorate this each Christmas 
when we send our many presents. Therefore the sale and 
barter idea shoul be farther from our minds at this season 
than at any other time. Deep down in our hearts there 
should not lurk the thought, "I hope she sends something 
nice/' as we place the last stamp upon a little bundle with 
its pretty holly berries. Neither should we feel under obli- 
gations to send a present in return for one we have received. 
Should some one in the fullness of the Christmas spirit re- 
member us unexpectedly, let us not with merely the love of 
after-thought send a present back to her. We will almost 
always destroy the Joy of the giver if we do. Let us feel 
rather that a grateful mind 

"By owing owes not, but still pays 
At once indebted and discharged." 
CThe purpose of a gift is to bring the bright little holly 
berries into our gray commonplace lives. It is but an atmos- 
phere of frank incense and myrrh about us. Through it the 
light of that wonderful star that lead the wise men to the 
first and greatest gift, is to shine. Dare we estimate it then 
in dollars and cents? To desecrate it thus is to take its name 
from it. It is no longer a gift, it is simply a costly trifle 
lent to us for a time. A temporary bauble that means to us 
nothing more than would a little piece of brick picked up in 
the streets. I 

C"The gift without the giver is bare." If on Christmas 
morning we were to; awaken and find two gifts, one a beau- 
tiful and costly jewel sent by one who cared nothing for us; 
the other a crude splottered painting given by a loving little 
child, which would cause the strings of our love harp to vi- 
brate? Most surely the fair jewel would not. The black- 
ened coals on the hearth are its fitting companions. It could 

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be stolen or thrown into the sea and not one mite would be 
taken from our lives. But, ah, that little painting, we would 
take to our hearts and treasure. When we prepare our 
Christmas list then, we should be very careful. Are there 
any on it to whom we can not send ourselves? If so, let us 
draw a line through their names; we can pay them some 
other time. We are all Sir Launfals in search of the Holy 
Grail and when we simply toss a coin along the roadside, the 
pilgrimage before us is long. But when the spirit that 
prompts the gift is one that would make us share our last 
crust with a leper, the radiant joy of a real Christmas gift is 

C Finally all the best and finest sentiments of our nature 
should be expressed in our gi\dng. The rust of materialism 
should in no way be allowed to mar it. The little god Love 
should carry every package and leave with it that eternal 
message of peace and good will. F. H., '09. 


CSome weeks ago we had the pleasure of welcoming Dr. 
Scrimger at our morning chapel. His words were helpful 
and earnest. At the close of his talk he had the opportun- 
ity to speak to many of the students who knew him in their 
home churches as their presiding elder. 
CRev. Preston Wood of Taylorville was another guest who 
talked in chapel recently. His message was one of interest. 
We are always glad to hear from these friends of the Col- 

COn Tuesday, Dec. 3, the eighty-ninth birthday of our 
great Illinois, Dr. Frank P. Norbury gave an address upon 
"Our State." He went far back into history and traced the 
various influences that led to the settlement of this great 
western country, and then gave a description of the various 
trains of immigrants that came to our own state. He dis- 
cussed their contribution to civilization, and also the vast 
resources of Illinois. It was a most instructive address. 

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Editors — Dess Mitchel, Gladys Maine,' Eugenia Marshall 
Business Managers — Rena Crum, Edith Conley, Ruby Ryan 
FACUI.TY Committee — Miss Weaver, Miss Neville, Miss Rolfe 

CWiih due apologies to the classics and to Dr. Harker, the 
editor begs to announce to the many friends of the College 
that ""'he went, he spoke, he got it" — to New York, to Mr. 
Burtram, the able secretary of Mr. Carnegie in his generous 
gift dispensing, and twenty-five thousand dollars being duly 
distributed to the above- assertions of going, speaking and 
getting. We knew all the time that the seventy-five thou- 
sand dollars required of us to secure the twenty-five would 
come, great as the undertaking seemed; we knew that it was 
really ours and that Mr. Carnegie's gift was ours. It was 
as sure as Christmas or the coming of the New Year, for 
the same Providence is over all. How many times during 
the long struggle of the ingathering, last spring, our good 
president said: "Well, Til go out now and work and pray; 
do you stay here and pray and work." 

CBut the proving of our stewardship and the claiming of 
the gift came even more easily than had been anticipated. 
A very few minutes with Mr. Burtram finished it all, and 
then came the trip home, and the red-letter chapel service, 
and the "short letter" from a friend, that Dr. Harker said 
he wanted to read us— "Pay to Joseph E. Harker or bearer 
the sum of twenty-five thousand dollars. Andrew Car- 

CWe were very glad and very thankful, and it did not end 
in smiles. There was some noise. Are you not shouting a 
little bit yourself? 

C Christmas! What a throng of holiday fairies flock before 
us with that word! To children it brings thoughts of 
Santa's sleigh-bells and well-filled pack; to older persons it 
means the planning of many Christmas gifts, gay, sweet 
holidays, for the college students it means "going home," 

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They have greeted every dear one a dozen times already in 
fancy. They know how every one will look, what every one 
will say, and in this, reality is nd less than anticipation, es- 
pecially for girls returning after their first long absence 
from loved ones. May this Christmas be the happiest the 
Woman's College students have ever known, and may we 
all realize more fully than ever the true significance of 

CJacksonville has been very fortunate in the past in the 
many intellectual treats afforded her. The occasions for 
thankfulness are not over. On the 9 and 10 of January the 
annual meeting of the presidents of the Methodist Colleges 
in the United States will convene at the Woman's College. 
This means an unusual opportunity for hearing some of the 
most able educators of the day — men of rare character and 
acknowledged power, statesmen of the higher kingdom that 
direct and control the energies of our people, social, re- 
ligious, and material as never before. 

CTo the surprise of the students. Dr. Harker annnounced 
recently in chapel that the Christmas vacation would be ex- 
tended one week until Jan. 14. When the applause sub- 
sided he completed his speech by saying that commence- 
ment would also come one week later as compensation. This 
time the applause did not interfere with what he had to say. 
The change in the time is due to the fact that Dr. Harker 
is a delegate to the general conference held next spring at 
Baltimore at the time of our commencement. As he wishes 
to be present upon both occasions a rearrangement of dates 
was the only remedy. 

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CThe girls of the Woman's College always look forw^ard 
with great pleasure to Thanksgiving day, and certainly this 
year they were not disappointed. As usual, breakfast was 
served in the corridors, that the dining room might be free 
for the Freshman class, who had the responsibility of the 
Thanksgiving decoration. And most creditably did they ac- 
quit themselves. The color scheme, yellow and white, was 
extremely effective, and when at one-thirty the guests, fac- 
ulty, and students entered the dining room, the expressions 
of approval were many and genuine. The menu, due to 
Mrs. Barker's careful planning, was all that could be de- 

CTo the delight of all. Dr. Harker was toastmaster, andi in 
a most happy manner introduced the speakers, who re- 
sponded to the various toasts. Mr. Nate responded first to 
"The Day We Celebrate," and in his earnest way expressed 
sentiments in keeping with the happy occasion. Miss Gladys 
Maine, of the class of '08, next responded in a most charm- 
ing way to the toast, "The Girls of Yesterday and of Today." 
In conclusion! came Miss Weaver's response to "Our Puritan 

Cln the evening students from the School of Expression, 
assisted by some of the music students, gave a bright little 
entertainment — a fitting close to a perfect day. 



CMr. Toastmaster — Friends: Look backj through the years 
on a Thanksgiving day in bleak New England upon a group 
of grey-bonneted, grey-cloaked Puritan maidens, "like Puri- 
tan flowers, modest, and simple, and sweet," as they wend 
their way through the snowy path to the rude church. Be- 
hind them in somber dignity are their elders, their guides 

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and protectors. There, maidens file into church and through 
the long hours are supposed to sit in demure attentive 
silence. Think you, there was never one of them whose 
thoughts strayed from the minister's ponderous words, 
never one who so far forgot herself as to gaze in the direc- 
tion of the comely youths, and, think you, there was mo 
sharp-eyed elder, who saw and reproved? 
CLThen, look again, on a later Thanksgiving day in a less 
rigorous clime, upon another line of maidens, decked, this 
time, in worldly vanities and furbelows, and marching Jaunt- 
ily to another church. Behind them, too, in somber dig- 
nity are their elders — their chaperones. Less austere than 
those in the first, perhaps, yet with sufficient dignity for all 
occasions. Like their sisters of long ago, these maidens 
must, too, be demure. Do you suppose there was never one 
of them who forgot herself, who was brought to correction 
for such remissness? I leave you, my friends, to make re- 

CThen another point of resemblance. Like ourselves, those 
maidens of classic fame, mingled in no worldly sports on 
this special day. Before their eyes no dust-begrimed, fero- 
cious youths struggled for a ball and most valiantly kicked 
and pounded all within reach; nor do they before the eyes 
of those who may yet require classic fame. Let me whisper 
to you something that I think, and then something that I 
know. I think that those other girls wanted to do some- 
thing dreadful, even as they listened with downcast eyes 
while their elders showered words of wisdom upon them, I 
know that these other maidens are thinking what fun it 
would be to sit on the bleachers and yell most "boysterouslj^' 
as some favorite kicked the ball to goal., But out of defer- 
ence to the Powers that be, who have the development of our 
Puritan virtues in mind, and us in hand, we are here, and 
cheerfully submissive. We have learned that there is no 
other way. 

CWe are as demure at times as our model sisters. Willing- ^ 
ly we sit in silent wonder through whole recitation periods 
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and listen to our teacher's learned discourse. And I assert 
that we are not as bold as we might be. Whenever did w^ 
behave in such a naughty way as did Priscilla, and urge 
John to speak for himself? We have our Johns, any num- 
ber of them, and intend to have more. And the fact they 
speak without urging proves a point — ^tliat, perhaps we are 
more attractive. But then we will not exult and be ungen- 
erous, so ril you to toast with me the girls of yesterday and 
the girls of today: 

"Here's to th^ land tve love, 

And here's to the love we land." 



'^Mr. Toastmaster — Friends: The oriental strain in me 
bids me bow in reverence to these worthy ancestors of ours. 
With throbbing heart I recall the pages of my history conned 
in days of long ago, and I know that for a principle for the 
great cause of religious freedom, these men left home and 
friends and sailed across the ocean waste to a strange land 
and to unknown dangers. With staunch hearts and true, in 
spite of perils, of homesickness and discouragements, they 
worked right valiantly, and with old Plymouth rock as a 
corner stone built firm and strong the foundations for our 
great and prosperous nation, and on this, the day we cele- 
brate in memory of their dauntless deeds, I bow my head in 

CBut no sooner am I in that attitude than the occidental 
strain in me, caught perchance, from the freedom of our 
vast prairies, asserts itself, and I lift my head, only to dis- 
cover that the breezes of this western world have blown 
these famous ancestors off their pedestals, where I can view 
them as mortals cast in the common mould. Now, really, 
when you look at them in that way, weren't they a pompous, 
stiff-necked set of gentlemen whose hat-brims were broader 

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far than their doctrines? As proof of this, I cite their first 
contribution to Webster^s unabridged — orthodoxy — my 
doxy — heterodoxy — ^your doxy. 

CAnd after they had evolved tliis lucid definition, like 
Squeers of later fame, they proceeded to apply it, and if the 
chronicles be true 'twas a most vigorous application. "Tis 
hinted that mercy, tolerance and even justice were to them 
words in an unknown tongue. 

CNo wonder the mercury dropped when they landed; they 
always brought a frosty atmosphere. No wonder the poor 
benighted redskins, huddled together under a pine tree — 
well, some sort of a tree — watching the Mayflower plow its 
way to land, wrung their hands in dismay and cried, "Alas! 
we are discovered. We are frozen out" — and if I read his- 
tory aright, they are still out in the cold. 
C[Of course they did a few other things after they landed 
besides burning witches and reforming and shooting Indians. 
COne spirit, more daring than respectful, says they were 
men '"'whose homeopathic sagacity with an ocean of zeal 
mixed their drops of capacity," and so they managed to 
make a stir, to regulate other people's religious notions, to 
get into other people's pictures and poems and then they 
died and left their possessions. 

CMy heritage from them? a tea-chest that fills me with un- 
holy pride — especially when I see the covetous glances of 
these collectors of the antique — a great solemnity and so- 
briety of disposition and a large disapproval of all merit and 
levity. 'Tis true that this gift came down to me in a much 
battered condition. I'll admit that on occasions I have been 
so frivolous as to laugh and have allowed others to laughj 
in my presence. That isn't the fault of my ancestors, how- 

CAnd then, girls, direct from them comes my love for tell- 
ing unpleasant truths. Often you have marvelled at the gift, 
but then it isn't my fault; and, yes, my firmness in the midst 
of your salty importunities — firmness like unto that of 

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Plymouth rock when beat upon by the salty waves. 

CBut after all we're glad they came and scared away the 

wolves and witches. So let us toast them on this happy day. 

Here's to the memory of the men 

That sailed the sea 

That washed the land 

That raised the corn 

That fed the bird 

That we eat on Thanksgiving day. 
CLong may they be both warning and example to those of 
us who are,, because they were. 



C During the past weeks the students have entertained a 
large number of guests, as the following list indicates: Mr. 
and Mrs. Eads, Springfield; Mrs. Harper and Miss Harper, 
Farmington; Miss Bullard, Mechanicsburg; Miss Bishop and 
Mr. Bishop, Alton; Mrs. Shekelton, Alton; Mr. and Mrs. 
Gree, Lincoln; Mrs. Glascoe, Charleston; Mrs. Chenoworth, 
Charleston; Mrs. Maine, Aledo; Mr. Morgan, Tuscola; Mr. 
Brown, Chicago; Mr. D. M. Woods, Chicago; Mr . S. P. 
Woods, Kansas City; Mr. Winters, Stonington; Mr. Cook, 
Alton; Mrs. Anno, Havana; Miss Laird, Maysville; Miss Wil- 
son, Sidney; Mrs. Beyer, Chicago; Mrs. Ball, Winchester; 
Mrs. Lewis, Quincy; Mrs. Lattner, Paxton; Mrs. Lynd, 
Pleasant Plains; Mr, and Mrs. Walker, Joplin, Mo.; Mrs. 
Ryan and son. New Holland; Mr. Nelson Good, Neoga, HI.; 
Mr. Potts, St. Louis; Mr. Chase, Quincy; Miss York, Camar- 
go; Miss Todd, Carthage; Mr. and Mrs. Henn, Oakfor; Mr. 
and Mrs. Morrison, Kansas City; Mrs. Dilling, St. Joseph; 
Mrs. Buckhok, Melvin; Mr. Reeve, Decatur; Miss Marshall, 
Lake Geneva, Wis. 

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CThe plan of our programs this year has been to carr}^ out 
one general idea each time, and this has proved very inter- 
esting. We have had an oriental afternoon; again we have 
visited Ireland; the negro question has been discussed, spe- 
cial attention being paid to the life and works of Paul Lau- 
rence Dunbar. Then one meeting was entirely devoted to 
music. The Thanksgiving program was especially enjoyed: 

Phi ISTu Song. 

Thanksgiving Story — Ella Tunnell. 

Paper, "Thanksgiving Benevolences" — Helen Maine. 

Vocal solo — Marguerite Bullard. 

Beading — Flo Henn. 

Debate — Resolved, That Thanksgiving should be a sacred, 
not a secular festival. Affirmative, Bessie Beyer, Gladys 
Leavell. Negative, Agnes Osborne, Grace Sonneman. 

Violin solo — Zelda Sidell. 
HThe annual candy sale Avas held Saturday evening, No- 
yember 6th. 


f[Our program for November twenty-sixth consisted of a 
violin solo by Miss Besse Reed and a Thanksgiving drama, 
entitled "Golden Pippins.'' The ch,aracters were as follows: 

Mark Dpuglass (a captain in tjhe army) Mildred Smith 

Jennii^^gs (a lieutenant) Maud Cook 

l^achel Martin (engaged to Mark Douglass) . . . Dess Mitchell 

Mrs. Martin (Rachel's mpther) Hazel M. Ross 

"Vyidow Taylor Ruth Austin 

Patrick Mattie York 

CAlthough the stage s.ettii]ig wa,& very simple and the imag- 
ination of the audience had to be stretched considerably at 
tijnes, the little play was a suqeess, a-nd thoroughly enjoyed 
by' ail. ' 

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COn November 9th, Miss Eolfe, the Senior class officer, en- 
tertained the Seniors in a most delightful manner. As the 
invitations said "sewing/' the girls came with their pretty 
fancy-work bags, only to find that Miss Rolfe had ready for 
each guest a dainty bit of sewing, which they carried home 
with them as a souvenir of the pleasant afternoon. Instead 
of the light refreshments usual at such times, the hostess 
served a dinner, which it is needless to say, all enjoyed. 


C Rhymed invitations summoned the Junior Preparatory 
class, together with Miss Weaver and their class officer. Miss 
Johnston, to a sewing party on the afternoon of Monday, 
November twenty-fifth. The hostess was Miss Zola Stum, 
the president, assisted by Miss Madeline Walker, the vice 
president. While sewing the guests constructed five min- 
ute tales on plots furnished them in outline, the prize fall- 
ing to Miss Weaver. The dainty refreshments and souvenirs 
were in the class colors, rose and white. 



CA large audience greeted Miss Julia A. Piersol on the 
evening of Dec. 5th in the Music Hall on the occasion of 
her first public recital. Every one was delighted and a sure 
and hearty sympathy bound reader and listeners throughout 
the entire evening. Miss Piersol is versatile, charming and 
strong. A graceful manner and fine voice with a genuinely 
artistic interpretation of her selections characterized her 
program. The College and all friends feel particularly grati- 
fied with the professional and superior quality of Miss Pier- 
sol's work. She is an artist. In addition to the following 
program she gave two encores, "In the Usual Way" and 
"Three Yoimg Maids of Lee." 

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A Perjured Santa Claris Myra Kelly 

Sent to Heaven Adelaide Procter 

The Arena Scene from Quo Vadis Henry Sienkiewicz 

Monologue: Keeping a Seat at the Benefit. . . .Isabella Fisk 

Love Among the Euins Robert Browning 

The Kisses of Marjorie Booth Tarkington 

COn Tuesday evening, ISTovember 26th, Mr. Stead, assisted 
by Mr. Stafford, gave an organ recital in Centenary 
church. The ensemble number, Wagner's Prize Song, for 
violin and organ, was a very enjoyable feature. Both gave 
the production in the highly artistic manner which always 
delights us. Program: 

Sonata, F Minor Mendelssohn 

Allegro, Moderato, Adagio, Andante to Eecit, Finale. 

Meditation A'Every 

Gavotte in P Martin 

Toccato and Fugue, D Minor Bach 

Andante (from violin concerto) Mendelssohn 

March Funebrect Chant Seraphiane Guilmant 

Vorspiel (overture to Lohengrin) .Wagner 

Wather's Priestlied (violin and organ) Wagner 

Concert Fantasia, F Minor Arthur Bird 


CThe annual state convention of the Young Woman's 
Christian Association of Illinois met at Elgin from Novem- 
ber seventh to tenth. Four of our members were so fortu- 
nate as to be able to represent our Association at the meet- 
ing, and it was with a great deal of interest that thej^ learn- 
ed of the breadth of the work and its great development in 
C There are at present thirty-two student organizations in 

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the colleges of the state, twenty of which sent delegates to 
the convention. Besides these, there are several strong city 
associations, of which Elgin is one, and most of these were 
also represented. There were altogether about two hundred 
and fifty delegates present. As the convention was held 
at a point so far north and as many of the colleges could 
not be represented or could send only one or two members, 
this was a very good representation, the total membership in 
Illinois being about 3,430. 

C There are twenty-eight secretaries at work among the as- 
sociations of the state, and we were told that the work in 
the colleges and towns is very greatly increasing, and that 
the year Just past had been the most prosperous and fruit- 
ful year that the Y. W. C. A. has ever realized. In fact, the 
enthusiastic reports given by the various delegations, and 
the general interest in the work which was manifested b}' 
the girls, renewed one's own fire, and was an incentive for 
more and stronger work in one's own association. 
C^Most of the meetings were held in the auditorium of the 
Elgin Y. W. C. A. House, and Elgin may well be proud of 
its strong association, and its beautiful, splendidly equipped 
home. All of the gatherings were exceedingly interesting, 
and the institutes were especially helpful. 
CMrs. L. Wilbur Messer, who is a member of the national 
board, presided over the convention, and we were so fortu- 
nate as to have Miss Simms, a national secretary, lead sev- 
eral most inspiring meetings. Besides these women, a large 
number of the state board, of which Miss Weaver, our dean, 
is a member, were present. Miss Harriet Broad, the secre- 
tary, taking a leading part in all of the proceedings of the 

Clf the convention meant only contact with some of 
these grand women, one would be fully repaid for attend- 
ing, for to meet them and talk to them is an inspiration in 
itself. Of course, we saw Miss Weeks, our student secretary, 
whom all the girls love and admire. We are looking for- 

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ward to the visit which she has promised to make us after 

CBut besides the benefits derived from the lectures, talka 
and meetings, the intercourse with the girls from the vari- 
ous organizations, the interchange of ideas and opinions, 
and the acquaintance of the Y. W. C. A. workers 
meant a great deal to all the delegates. They all felt 
after the last meeting that, though they wanted so much to 
take back some of the help obtained, it would be impossible 
to give the girls in their local associations one-half of the 
life and light which the convention gave to all who at- 


Cfrrace McCasland, present address 118 A. Illinois Avenue, 
East St. Louis, 111., sends the last payment on her subscrip- 
tion to the Alumnae fund, and wishes to be remembered to 
all her College friends. Miss McCasland is a successful 
teacher in the East St. Louis public schools. 
Clone Ketichler, '95, spent the 29th and 30th of November 
in St. Louis in attendance on the seventh annual convention 
of Mathematics and Science Teachers. The sessions were 
held in the McKinley High School building and the pro- 
gram indicates an array of notable talent among the speak- 
ers. Aside from the inspiration gained from these, the 
meeting was a delightful one, the out of town guests being' 
conducted through the botanical gardens by the military 
company of the High School, the lunch room in connection 
with the High School serving as a convenient meeting place 
of friends. 

CAnnouncement has been received of the marriage of 
Maude P. Hearn to William Edward Henland at Mattoon, 
111. The bride will be remembered as a student in art here 
in 1906-7. 
CThe announcement of the marriage of Ethel G. Fell and 

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George W. Bacon at Santa Barbara, California, Nov. 37th, 
has been received by her old-time friends in Jacksonville. 
CThe third November marriage is that of Edna Blanche 
Line to Charles Francis Gendin at Portland, Ind. Their 
home will be in Pennville, Ind. Miss Line was a student 
in the College of Music, 1903-3. 

CRachel Fuller, 1900, subscribes for the Greetings and 
writes that the College has a warm place in her affections. 
Miss Fuller is teaching among ihe Bohemians in one of the 
public schools of Omaha, Neb. Her address in 2614 Ham- 
ilton street, Omaha, Neb. 

CMrs. Gertrude Tanner Da}'', 1903, of Welch, Louisiana, 
sends an invitation for any of her old I. W. C. friends to 
call on her if they are near her home while visiting in the 

CMrs. Margaret Morrison Turley of the first class cele- 
brated her seventy-fifth birthday the other day and was the 
recipient of many gifts and more congratulations. Mrs. 
Turley, endeared of all the alumnae, has certainly shown in 
her own beautiful and useful life the way to grow old grace- 

CEdna D. Starkey, '05, of Danville, 111., sends this month 
the payment of her alumnae pledge and her continued good 
wishes for the upbuilding of the College. 
CIdella Walton, '85, was the guest of Mrs. Eva Hewes 
Smith of the same class at her home in Carrollton, 111., 
Thanksgiving day. 

CMrs. T. P. Laning, who is still "Miss Meadows" to the 
girls who remember her for the nine years she was a mem- 
ber of the College faculty, also spent Thanksgiving day in 
Carrollton as the guest of Mrs. Martha Laning Brown, ^93. 

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CThe delightful weather has made walking and tennis par- 
ties a very popular substitute for indoor gymnasium work, 
and| if it continues the girls will not don their new gynma- 
sium suits until after Christmas. 

C Several interesting basket ball games have been played on 
Saturday evenings. 


'Twas the nineteenth of December when all through the 

Every creature was stirring e'en down to a mouse; 
The trunks were all packed and ropes tied with care 
In hopes that the cabman very soon would be there; 
Two girls were resting on beds without cover, 
While visions of home around each heart did hover. 
One in her coat and one in her hat 
Had just settled themselves for a very short nap, 
When out on the pavement there arose such a clatter, 
Each sprang from her bed to see what was the matter; 
Away to the window they flew like a flash. 
Jerked up the curtain and threw up the sash, 
And there on the pavement directlj' below 
Stood the cab with its driver already to go. 
Each girl grasped her suit-case and hurried down stairs 
As fast as anyone possibly dares. 
They were met at the door by the driver himself, 
Who it appeared was a real jolly old elf. 
He marshalled them doMTi to where the cab stood 
And then they got in as quick as they could. 
Then he sprang to his seat, to his team gav^ a whistle 
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle; 
But they were heard to exclaim e're they drove out of sight, 
"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good-night!"' 

Mattie York, '09. 

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<|| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€|[ Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€}] Subscriptions, ;^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€|f Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


Juana — A Tale of New Nexico 3 

An Important Meeting 6 

Saturday 1 7 

Locals 9 

Editorial 10 

Belles Lettres 12 

Phi Nu 12 

Chapel Notes 13 

Y. W. C. A 13 

Weathering 14 

Music 18 

Christmas Story 20 

Sub-Juniors * 20 

Just Among Alumnae 21 

Former Students Married 22 

Exchanges 23 



XI. Jacksonville, 111., January 1908 No. 4 


C"Juan_, Juan, come here!" The girl turned reluctantly 
and entered the tent. Inside, the slovenliness and the dark 
disorder sickened her, and after doing the bidding of the 
fretful old blind woman, who stood in the place of a mother 
to her, she went out again into the cool evening air. The 
scene was most desolate. About her stood the ruins of the 
old church and village of G-rande Inivera, built over a hun- 
dred years before by civilized Indians who had been driven 
out by the Spaniards. The adobe walls in the thinnest 
places had crumbled almost to the ground, but in the main 
parts, where they were of almost incredible thickness, they 
towered to their original height. In the dusky light the far- 
off mountain peaks, the vast desert valley, and the forgotten 
ruins lifted against the sky, all became the same dull gray. 
CLike a ghost in this place of the dead, gleaned the white 
tent upon which Juana had turned her back. Climbing up 
to a seat on a fallen beam which had once been a window 
ledge, she leaned back and covered her face with her hands, 
the pathetic attitude of her motionless figure adding the last 
touch to the scene of desolation. But soon she was startled 
by the sound of voices. It was not the drawling accents of 
the old man she called Dad, nor his wife's complaining tones, 
nor was it the voice of Jack, the half-witted poet. Who, she 
wondered, could have come to this lonely spot, miles from 
any settlement, miles from even a solitary cabin. Timidly 
she approached the tent from which the voices issued. 
Through her mind rushed the events of her life as far back 
as she had any recollection, the hazy remembrance of her 
Mexican mother and her American father, their death when 
she was very young, her going to live with Old Peter and his 

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wife in the mountains, and their sudden removal several 
months before to this dreary place. They had refused to tell 
her why they came here, but she was sure in her own mind 
that Jack, the half-witted poet, was at the bottom of it all. 
Ever since the old man had found him wandering about 
close to their cabin and taken him in, she had hated him for 
his mysterious secrets which she was not allowed to share. 
Then when he fell and injured his head, never fully recover- 
ing his reason, she tolerated but despised him still. And 
now her intuition told her the strangers in the tent were in 
some way connected with his secrets. 

C"This is Juana," said Peter, as she entered the tent. Seat- 
ed there were two young men of a world totally different 
from her own and of which she knew little. A wave of em- 
barrassment and anger swept over her at sight of them, em- 
barrassed because of the disorder and slovenly condition of 
the tent in spite of her efforts to keep it otherwise, and un- 
reasoning anger that these strangers should find them thus. 
But when one of them rose and offered her his seat the 
swift current of her untrained emotion immediately ran to 
the extreme, and she longed for some way in which to show 
her appreciation. She made an impression no less vivid on 
him, for though a shade too dark to be mistaken for an 
American, she possessed undoubted beauty and charm of 
manner. If he won her regard by the courtesy to which she 
was such a stranger, he completed his triumph when he told 
them quietly, yet proudly, that he was not an American, but 
a native of the City of Mexico, educated in the United States 
and now on a prospecting trip with his American chum, 
CE After supper Juana stole out to where the men were talk- 
ing in low, earnest voices. She determined to discover, if 
possible, their errand. With every sense alert she listened 
and caught the voice of Old Peter 

C"Yes, it's well knowed about these parts that the Injuns 
buried it — gold, joowels and all, right here in Old Grande 
Inivera, but all the diggin's hed never brought it to light, 
till Jack, out there after huntin' till he was nigh locoed, 

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finally found it, come back to the mountains and told me 
wliar it was and how he'd covered it so as nobudy'd find it. 
Then he fell and never remembered agin, leavin' me the sole 
possessor of the secret. I ain't fixed fer to dig it out myself, 
but — . How much, did you say? Well, I'll tell ye my low- 

<[He leaned over and said something to the young men, but 
Juana no longer heeded them. She was sure in her 
heart of the falsity of the old man's knowledge, and yet 
knew how to act in the matter. She slep little that night 
and was startled early in the morning by a whispered con- 
versation between Old Peter and his wife. "Yes," she heard 
him say, "with the only water hole filled up 'by accident' o' 
course, they^ll have to light out — so will we, but we have the 
ochre an' they kin have the digging when they find 'em." 
Oh, now she knew their plans. So the young men had 
accepted the offer, and now the precious supply of water 
was to be stopped "by accident," compelling them all to 
leave — the young men to return at their pleasure to drill for 
water and dream of the gold, while their money with the 
tent and its strange occupants vanished in the distance. 
C Hurriedly dressing, Juana went out into the fresh morn- 
ing air, where the prospectors were already up exploring the 
ruins. Her timidity gone completely in the thought of more 
important things, Juana went up to the young Mexican and 
told him quickly of the plan to defraud them, begging them 
to go as soon as possible for fear that in their refusal to pay 
him, the old man would do them some other mischief. When 
she had finished, the young man looked into her eyes, which 
told as plainly as words, her concern for him, and said slowly, 
"And you, Juana, have you thought of what your father's 
anger will mean to you? Are you sure you will not regret 
having betrayed his plans?" 

CEFor the first time her thoughts turned to this phase of the 
matter, but she shook her head. "No, I'll leave him or — or 
something. He's not my father, anyway, and won't care if 
I do." Then she told him in a few words all she knew of 

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her real parents. 

iC'^'^But can'ti let you take the risk," he said. "Is there no 
one we conld take you to? We have an extra horse you 
could ride." She shook her head slowly, her lips trembling. 
Then she lifted her chin, "Ko," she said quickly, "I can take 
care of myself." As though he had not heard her, the young 
man motioned her to a seat on the old window ledge, sp.y- 
ing: "1 want to tell you how it seems to me." And the man- 
ner of his telling must somehow account for the fact that, in 
the escape from the clutches of Old Peter, the glimmering, 
lonely tent and mysterious, sun-touched ruins of the old 
church, an hour later, there were three figures, not two, that 
possibilities of a new life. 

Korman Virgin. 


Here's to Woman's College and the town and the town — 
Here's to Woman's College and the town and the town — 
Here's to Woman's College and its Harker and its knowl- 
edge — 
Here's to Harker and his town and his town. 
Balm of Gilead, Balm of Gilead 
Balm of Gilead, way down in Jackson, town. 
Clt is doubtful whether ever before in the history of the 
College have its walls resounded so often with bass voices — 
and if one of the new girls had walked in to enroll a week 
early — she would have thought that this was a college for 
men. If we who were here had not known that the gather- 
ing was one of College Presidents we might have thought it 
was a crowd of College boys. The Association of College 
Presidents and Principals of Preparatory Schools of the 
Methodist Church met at the College, Jan. 9 and 10, and 
never before has the Association been so fully represented. 
It was indeed a most notable gathering with men present 
whose names are well known and honored in all educational 

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circles. Dr. Anderson of New York, Secretary of the board 
of education, whom many of the girls here remember, was 
present, and helped with the entertainment of the guests. 
Dr. Henderson, Secretary of the evangelistic commission, was 
also here last spring during the bishops meetings. 
CThe members of the Association were especially pleased 
to learn that they were all to be entertained at the College, 
as it gave them more time for the sessions and a fine oppor- 
tunity to become better acquainted and to discuss the vari- 
ous problems connected with College work. The session 
closed with a reception and banquet given in their honor by 
President and Mrs. Marker. About one hundred guests from 
town were invited and the occasion was one of genuine pleas- 
ure to all concerned. 

CThe resolutions which were unanimously adopted at the 
closing session expressed the general feeling of the Associa- 
tion towards the College. 


Once upon a morning early, while I dozed and faintly wor- 
Over many a hard and frightful lesson — such a bore — 
While I lay there, nearly napping, suddenly there came a 

stamping, , 

As of some one swiftly tramping, — tramping past my cham- 
ber door. 
"'Tis the rising bell,'^ I muttered, as Tom swings it o'er 
and o'er. 

Only this and nothing more. 
Ah, distinctly I remember, 'twas Saturday in November, 
And the work I had before me looked like mountains of 

Eagerly I wished for evening, for it held al deeper meaning, 
Than did Latin, French or German, with their deep mys- 
terious air. 

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But they have to be expounded, from beginning o'er and 

Now and always, ever more. 

But upon the floor I tumbled, into all my clothes I bundled. 

As the breakfast bell gave warning, of star tables — broke be- 

Thro' all the halls I hurried, meeting many girls much flur- 

Fastening belts and ties and collars, as they scampered o'er 
the floor. 

Pins and hooks must be in order ere they reached the fatal 

Thus it is, forevermore. 

Through the lessons I went sailing; flunking straight, partly 

Until weariness of study had well-night made me sore. 

Then came time for cleaning, sweeping; under all things I 
went creeping. 

Till the dust that I was seeking had all vanished out the 

And the room shone like a mirror from the ceiling to the 
floor — 

Saturday — and nothing more. 

After dinner, time went flying; all about our room were lying 

Packages of stuff — ^you know what for — 

Then the girls dropped in, in numbers, and without more se- 
rious blunders. 

We opened up the wonders, and the evening's fun lay all be- 

For 'twas Saturday night, remember, and it happens o'erj 
and o'er — 

All of this and plenty more. 

Ah, the things we're fond of eating are not better for a meet- 

With the things we've had for dinner just before — 

0, why did I toss and tumble, or sit up in bed and grumble. 

And in frightened whisper mumble, "What's that black thing 

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by the door?" 

Cream and cakes^, and nuts and candy, 
And all things that come in handy — 
'Twas a feast and nothing more. 

— H. E., Special '07. 


CMrs. Theodora B. Dean has returned after her leave of ab- 
sence to resume her place as head of the department of ex- 
pression. She is in much bettei: health because of her long 
vacation, which she spent at Geneva, New York, and Chi- 
cago, and is ready to work with her old enthusiasm. 
CE Because of poor health, Pauline Keenan has been com- 
pelled to give up her work in the middle of her Senior year. 
She expects to spend several months in travel. 
CJiist before the holidays. Miss Knopf classified Mary Met- 
calf as a Junior in art. This was the occasion of a very 
pleasant dinner given by Miss Neville to the Sophomores in 
her honor. 

CThe Specials have lost their class president, Helen Lewis, 
for the same reason, and so two names are added to the Jun- 
ior roll. 

CMildred Smith, Special, returned to school for a day or so, 
but was unable to stay because of poor health. 
CAda Blair has not come back for the second semester's 
work, as she has moved to Alabama. 

CMrs. Williamson, formerly Miss Stuart, who taught mathe- 
mathics at the Woman's College, has been visiting friends in 
Jacksonville. Mrs. Harker was at home for her on Saturday 
evening, January 18. On the preceding evening Miss Louise 
Moore gave a dinner in her honor. The guests were the resi- 
dent members of the class of '04, of which Mrs. Williamson 
was class officer. 

CMiss Eolfe charmingly entertained the Seniors at an after- 
noon tea Saturday, January 18. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith Conley, Euby Ryan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss Weaver, Miss Neville, Miss Rolfe. 

CPerhaps more of popular interest in regard to the award- 
ing of the Nobel prizes has always been centered in that of 
peace. Usually the prize has been given to the officers of 
the various national societies for the promotion of interna- 
tionalism, but last year the conspicuous part played by Presi- 
dent Eoosevelt in bringing about the Peace of Portsmouth 
made his selection practically inevitable. This year, how- 
however, when the Premier of Norway met at Christiania 
to decide, there was more doubt as to whom the honor would 
be given. After some debate it was divided between an Ital- 
ian and a Frenchman, Ernesto Trodoro Moneta receiving 
half of the thirty-eight thousand dollars as leader of the 
Italian peace movement, and the other half going to Louis 
Eenault of France. 

CI ''Moneta the Good," as he is affectionately called by his 
countrymen, is now seventy-one years old. In 1906 he pre- 
sided over the Fifteenth Universal Peace Conference held at 
Milan, and he is now chairman of the Lombard Peace Union. 
CMr. Eenault is now Professor of Law in the University of 
Paris. He has been consulting legal expert of the University 
of Foreign Affairs since 1890 and a member of the Perma- 
nent Court of Arbitration of The Hague since 1900. He has 
written a great deal upon international law and prepared a 
collection of the "Treaties of the Twentieth Century." 

CThe Greetings board announces two prizes of five doUars 
each, to be awarded on Commencement day, to the two stu- 
dents who shall, during the remainder of the school year, 
contribute the best original material to the Greetings. 
CA good deal of genuine literary ability, both active and 
latent, is recognized in our present student body, and vdth 

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the general interest felt by all in the College paper, some 
very creditable work is anticipated. All who will are cor- 
dially urged to send in articles, stories, sketches, criticisms, 
poems — all are acceptable. 

CThe Uinois Woman's College has been recognized, by the 
University Senate, as of full collegiate rank, and authorized 
to confer all the regular collegiate degrees. The University 
Senate is the highest educational authority in the church, 
and has for its specific duty the examination of the equip- 
ment and standards of educational institutions. After a care- 
ful investigation of the work of the Woman's College, the 
Senate voted unanimously to advance it to full collegiate 
rank. The members of the Senate, themselves presidents of 
some of the best colleges and universities in the country, said 
some very complimentary words about the work the College 
is, doing. 

CIt is also very gratif3dng to have a similar endorsement 
from the College Presidents' Association. After a two-days' 
session at the College, January 9 and 10, in which they had 
much opportunity to see the College and its equipment, they 
passed the following resolution: 

CKesolved, That we congratulate President Joseph E. 
Harker and his co-workers, upon the recognition of Illinois 
Woman's College by the University Senate, as entitled to full 
collegiate standing; and that we express to the denomination 
and the public, our confidence that this college, having a dis- 
tinct field in this section of the country, meets its opportun- 
ity w th excellent courses and competent teachers. We ex- 
press the hope that soon President Harker's heroic labors 
may be further crowned by a still larger equipment and a 
much larger endowment. 


'^"e're glad we may already yet 
Once more again together get." 

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CThat the Belles Lettres might be in harmony with the 
Christmas season, the following program was arranged and 
rendered with satisfaction to all present: 

Piano Solo — Maud Cook. 

Original Story — Lila Putnam. 

The Christmas Tree — Louise Gates. 

Christmas in 1917 — Mattie York. 

Violin Solo — Besse Eeed. 

Original Poem — Grace Scofield. 

Reading — Dess Mitchell. 
CMiss Mabel Fuller, '07, our former chorister, was with us 
and played the Belles Lettres Song, with which we always 
close our programs. 


CPhi Nu begins the new year with some few changes in the 
staff of officers and renewed vigor among all the members. 
The last meeting before the holidays was given over to their 
election and installation. 

President — Mabel Pinnell. 

Vice President — Georgia Metcalf. 

Recording Secretary — Inez Freeman. 

Corresponding Secretary — Elsie Fackt. 

Treasurer — Mary Metcalf. 

Chaplain — Edith Conley. 

Chorister — Nelle Smith. 

Critic — Gladys Maine. 

Librarian — Jesse Rhodes. 

Assistant Librarian — Mildred Stahl. 

Prosecuting Attorney — Gladys Henson. 

Ushers — Zelda Henson, Mary Wadsworth. 

At the close of the business meeting a pleasant little party 
ensued. Each girl had brought a package well wrapped and 
a fish pond was instituted. The hour was well spent and at 
the close there were many wishes for a Merry Christmas and 
a very Happy New Year. 

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COn the morning of December 17, the one hundredth anni- 
versary of the birth of one of our greatest American poets 
John G. Whittier, Miss Keville talked in chapel. She told 
of the beautiful life and works of the poet in her usual in- 
teresting way, interspersing her remarks with bits of prose 

CAnother interesting feature of our chapel exercises was a 
short address by Dr. Ryan of Pontiac on Wednesday morn- 
ing, December 18. As it was the two hundredth anniversary 
of the birth of Charles Wesley, one of the founders of Meth- 
odism, he talked of his place in history. He spoke also at 
length of Benjamin Lundy, whose life was such an influence 
in the world. Dr. Ryan has visited us before and his re- 
marks are always most welcome. 

Y. W. C. A. 

C Santa Claus was even more kind than usual this year in 
bestowing gifts upon the Y. W. C. A. for their annual 
bazaar, and the evening of December fourteenth found many 
attractive Christmas presents on sale in the society halls. 
COn the last morning before the holidays the Association 
left at each girl's plate bright little mementoes, wishing for 
each a merry Christmas. 

Hurrah for the class of '08! 
Who do everything up to date. 

Their new pins are so pretty. 

The Juniors think it a pity 
lliat they're not in the class of '08. 

"College bred is often a four year' loaf." — Ex. 
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CUnder the general term weathering may be included all 
the various processes by which rocks are broken down into 
soils and larger waste. As a rule several of these operate at 
the same time, producing results far greater than if acting 
entirely independent of each other. The main agents con- 
cerned are the atmosphere, water — both liquid and solid — 
and plant and animal life. In each case the action is two- 
fold — mechanical and chemical. 

C Because of the load of sand and dust which it may carry, 
the mechanical work of the wind is of great importance, es- 
pecially in those regions which are somewhat lacking in 
rainfall. Sand borne by a steady wind may form a natural 
sand blast and wear away even hard rock. Often it works 
with surprising rapidity; during a single storm the glass of 
a light house on Cape Cod was so ground that it was no 
longer fit for use. Since the greatest amount of sand is car- 
ried along near the surface of the earth, it is there that 
rocks are worn away most rapidly. As a result they often 
become pear-shaped and at length topple over. The sand- 
laden wind immediately begins on them again and continues 
until there is nothing left. If the surface against which 
the particles are driven is of unequal hardness, the soft parts 
will be worn away more rapidly than the harder, producing, 
the fantastic and often grotesque forms seen in desert re-, 

More general, however, are the effects produced by ex- 
tremes of heat and cold. In those parts of the country, par-i 
ticularly upon mountain tops where there is much differ- 
ence between the temperature of day and of night, and 
where the rocks have little or no covering of loose material, 
the surface becomes intensely heated by the noon-day sun.. 
However, as the rocl^ is a poor conductor of heat, it is only 
the surface which is affected. This expands slightly and 
tends to brenk away from the inner, less heated and there- 
fore less expanded portion. The blisters found on rocks 

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are often produced in this way. At night the reverse process 
takes place: the surface layers cool and contract more rap- 
idly than the inner ones, against creating a tension which 
in time will cause the mass to disintegrate. Also, most 
rocks are complex mineral aggregates, each individual con- 
tituent of which possesses its own co-efficient of expansion 
or contraction. When heated, each particle expands and 
pushes on those immediately surrounding it, producing a 
strain most effective in the breaking of the rock. Likewise, 
during rapid cooling, the particles tend to pull away from 
one another. The cracking of cement walks is frequently 
due to such changes of temperature. 

CThe chemical work of air, though perhaps less apparent 
than the mechanical, is nevertheless of far greater import- 
ance in all save the very dry countries. One-fourth of the 
atmosphere consists of oxygen, a substance most active in 
entering into combination with other elements in the rocks. 
Its action is particularly manifest in connection with those 
bearing much iron, and as it continues leaves only great 
masses of the iron oxide. The yellow and red colors of 
many of our soils are due to the presence of varying 
amounts of these oxides. 

Cit is sometimes difficult to distinguish sharply between 
the chemical action of the air and that of water. Much of 
the work of the air is possible only through the presence of 
water vapor, and the power of the water is largely depend- 
ent upon the gases which it holds in solution. Absolutely 
pure water has comparatively little effect upon rocks, but 
such water is rarely found, and that which has passed through 
the air and the decaying vegetation of the upper soil, con 
tains varying amounts of free acids which increase its solvent 
power many-fold. As most striking example is to be found 
in the limestone region of Kentucky, where great caverns 
have been formed by the simple dissolving of huge masses 
of rock. In many places the ground has become so thor- 
oughly undermined that it has caved in, forming the well 
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solvent power, and the mouths of geysers and hot springs 
are snrronnded hy deposits, often several feet in height, of 
material brought up in solution. The usual effect of solu- 
tion is simply to make rock porous, weakening it and allow- 
ing other agents to enter and complete the disintegration. 
CWater works also in a mechanical way and its force is 
largely dependent upon the power to transport decaying 
vegetation it passes through. 

CThe rain when it falls upon the surface already affected 
by heat and frost serves to detach the partially loosened* 
granites and to carry them away into streams. When these 
streams join, especially in the mountains where they form 
torrents, they are able to carry large stones, and in high 
water even boulders. In virtue of their load they then be- 
come agents of erosion, filing away their rocky beds and 
undermining their banks. They also grind up the rocks 
they carry. The great canons, such as that of Colorado, 
show the immense amount of work they do. The Niagara 
river carries little sediment, but the falls are worn back by 
the rolling of the great rocks that have fallen from the 
ledge above, wearing away the soft under rock and under- 
mining the hard layer. 

CThe waves of the sea wear away the rock along the coast 
both by mere impact and by the washing of sand and stones 
against the cliffs. Large caves are often formed in this way. 
CGrlaciers have been most effective in the past in rock disin- 
tegration. The ice as it moved along gathered up stones 
and even large boulders. These under the immense weight 
of the ice itself became like extremely coarse files and tore 
away rocks, grinding them into a powder. On many of the 
boulders in this region we can yet see the scratches left by 
the glaciers. 

C Plants and animals also have their influences upon disin- 
tegration. In the first place, on the bare rocks lichens and 
mosses may grow and send their tiny rootlets into every lit- 
tle crack and crevice. This tends to make the crevices larger. 
These plants soon die and others grow, and thus there ac- 

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cumlates a thin film of humus which serves to retain mois- 
ture and to give organic acid. Larger plants develope and 
send down their roots, increasing the rifts and giving access 
to other agents of weathering. Some roots penetrate to 
great depths, often wedging apart large rocks, pushing up 
sidewalks, etc. When trees are uprooted by the wind they 
often break apart the stones surrounding their roots and 
bring up large masses to the surface, where they are more 
rapidly weathered. The roots of all growing plants secrete 
an acid sap which is capable of etching marble, and this 
works upon the rocks into which they have penetrated. 
Bacteria are agents of weathering through the production of 
nitric acid, and in their fermentative work. Ants, earth- 
worms, cray-fish, prairie drogs and many other small animals 
aid also in this work. They make the soil more porous and 
thus let in air and water, and they also carry decaying vege- 
tation down into the earth. 

Clocks vary greatly in their rapidity with which they 
weather, depending upon structure and minerals. A coarse- 
grained rock will disintegrate more rapidly than a fine- 
grained one of the same com^position. Those that are trav- 
ersed by creeks and fissures decompose in less time than 
impervious ones. The difference is often very appar- 
ent upon cliffs. The harder, more firm parts of the rocks 
stand out in knobs or ledges, the softer parts having been 
weathered away. Eocks, such as limestone, that are very 
soluble, weather more rapidly than others if they are where 
carbonated water can reach them. 

CThe position of rocks has an influence in the rate of 
weathering. Those on mountains are usually affected more 
rapidly than on plains, because the rock waste is carried 
away as quickly as it is formed. Highly tilted rocks wear 
away more rapidly than those that are in horizontal layers. 
CThe climate also determines to some extent the rate of 
weathering. A cold climate favors the wedge work of ice, 
but hinders the growth of vegetation and chemical changes. 
Eock decay goes on more rapidly in warm, moist regions 

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than in cold, dry ones. 

CRock weathering, so far as we know, has taken place ever 
since land was formed, and will take place as long as it ex- 
ists. N. W., '08. 


CA public recital was given Thursday afternoon, December 
13, by the pupils of all grades. All of the numbers of the 
program were well received. 

CI On Friday evening, December 13, occurred the term con- 
cert. The following program was interpreted in an unusual- 
ly good manner: 

Piano — Sonata, Op. 31, No. 3 (first movement) . .Beethoven 
Miss Inez Freeman. 

Voice — Lovely Spring Coenen 

Miss Bessie Beyer. 

Piano — Etude La Piccola Leschetizky 

Prelude C Sharp Minor Rachmaninoff 

Miss Pearl Tiebout. 

Violin — Reverie Vieuxtemps 

Miss Zelda Sidell. 

Voice — Die Lotus Blume Schumann 

Open Thy Blue Eyes Massanet 

Miss Kate Eogerson. 

Piano — Murmuring Zephyrs Jensen-Nieman 

Hungarian MacDowell 

Miss Hazel Belle Long. 

Voice — Florian's Song G-odard 

Miss Lillian Eppert. 

Piano — Variations, Op. 13 Chopin 

Ruby Ryan. 

Voice — Aria (from the Prophet) Meyerbeer 

Miss Mabel Mathews. 

Violin — Concerto (first movement Mendelssohn 

Mr. Elmer Adams. 
CThe recital given December IS by the little folks was one 
of the most interesting of the term. 

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COn December 14 the students in exj^ression gave a studio 
spread, at which Dr. and Mrs. Harker and Miss Weaver were 
the only guests. After a few readings by members of the 
class, the mysterious screens were taken away from one end 
of the room, disclosing the most attractive tables arranged 
in the form of a cross and decorated in the Christmas colors. 
At the four centers were chafing dishes which produced most 
delicious concoctions. The feast was very dainty and Miss 
Piersol a charming hostess. 


CAn interesting display of decorated china filled the low 
shelves about the room and a group of useful and artistic 
pieces of leather and metal work added a great deal of inter- 
est to the display. 

CThe exhibition was by far the best that has ever been held 
and was an evidence of the quality of work that is being done 
— work of which the College as well as students may well be 
proud. As a result the work has increased in amount and 
improved in quality. 

CThe exhibit of charcoal work from the cast was exception- 
ally fine, the work of the advanced students showing excel- 
lent technique and good artistic conception. Many very at- 
tractive water color studies from still life and flower subjects 
were grouped about the walls, with an excellent showing of 
studies in oil, which was larger than is usual at the Christ- 
mas exhibition. 

COn Tuesday and Wednesday, December 17 and 18, the 
term exhibition of the art department was held in the art 
studio. It was visited by a large number who thoroughly en- 
Joyed the work of the students enrolled in this special depart- 
ment. It was by far the best exhibition that has been given. 
The new studio with all its conveniences is an ideal place for 

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work; and the fact that Miss Knopf, the director, has been 
assisted this year by Miss Elizabeth Harker, who has charge 
of the craft work and the china decoration, has made it possi- 
ble for each student to have more personal attention. 


CThe Senior and Middle Preps, together with their class 
officers, Misses Sudlow and Piersol, deserve especial com- 
mendation for the originality of their Christmas party, given 
for the school on Decemberl6. Nothing was lacking to give 
it a genuine Christmas air, and none failed to catch the 
spirit. The chapel' was artistically decorated with holly and 
mistletoe, while the fire place and chimney and the row of 
stockings added the final touch. A Christmas carol was 
heard, and then Old Santa made his appearance down the 
chimney, accompanied by two white-coated elfins, carrying 
a large snow ball. Santa, very appropriately, asked Dr. 
Harked "to open up the ball." In it were found presents 
for each in the faculty and school. Refreshments were de- 
lightfully served in the library, which, hung with icicles and 
covered with snow, indeed reminded us of Santa Claus' far- 
away home. All departed from this unique entertainment 
feeling that the first party of the season had been a decided 



COne of the most delightful of the parties before Christmas 
was that of the afternoon of December 9, when Miss Harker 
entertained the Sub-Juniors, at a fudge party. The studio 
proved a charming place for such an affair. 

Why look so sad, girls? 

Be of good cheer. 
Vacation is over, 

But "finals" ar^ near. 

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C Cards have been received by College friends announcing 
the marriage of Helen Mary Timmonsy '04, to John Helber- 
tin Dighton on December 9. They will make their home in 
Monticello. ' 

CThe second marriage within the month is that of Euth 
Scrimger, '06, to J, Harry Woods in St. Louis, January 14. 
For the present their home will be in this city. 
CMrs. Grace "Ward Calhoun, '95, has returned to her home, 
Clemson College, South Carolina, after a holiday visit with 
her parents, Mr. and Mrs. John Ward, of this city. Mrs. Cal- 
houn's husband, Dr. Fred H. Calhoun, is the head of the de- 
partment of geology of Clemson College, the institution that 
had for its founder a Mr. Clemson, the son-in-law of old 
John C. Calhoun, the famous southern statesman, whose 
home with its "office" and and very many articles of the old 
furniture has been preserved intact as a memorial of South 
Carolina's greatest son. Though belonging to the northern 
branch of the family, Mrs. Calhoun has been most kindly re- 
ceived. At a recent meeting of the state D. A. E. in Charles- 
ton she was the representative of the local chapter, her re- 
port being printed in the Charleston papers, and winning 
special notice because of its literary finish. 
CMrs. Flora Purviance Cooper of the class of '95, has our 
sincere sympathy in the loss of her mother, November 24. 
Mrs. Purviance's maiden name was Sophia Hobson, and al- 
though she did not finish the course she was educated here 
in the College. Her life of sixty-six years, most of it spent 
in Savannah, Mo., called forth a most beautiful tribute at 
the time of her "going home." 

CWithin the past few weeks the College has lost three 
friends who have been associated with its history from the 
very beginning. Mrs. Eliza Snyder was the first of the trio 
to pass into the larger life beyond. She was the mother of 
Mrs. Mary Snyder Brenson, '60, and the grandmother of 
Anna Brenson, '92, and Mrs. Lida Brenson Wood of the 

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same class. Mrs. Millicent Yates Mathers, mother of Mrs. 
Mariette Mathers Eowe, '75, and widow of one of the Col- 
lege founders, and herself the donor of a one thousand dol- 
lar scholarship, died December 3. Within twenty-four hours 
of her death, Mrs. A. C. Wadsworth, wife of one of the trus- 
tees and mother of Mrs. Helen Wadsworth Yates, an hon- 
orary alumnae, also passed away. 

CMrs. Jennie Kinman Ward, '65, is planning to renew her 
efforts regarding the scholarship fund. Up to date the 
pledges aggregate a little over twenty-five hundred dollars. 
It was turned over to President Harker on alumnae day last 
May, and since then he has received in checks at various 
times to the amount above specified. One hundred dollars 
from Mrs. Nellie Springer Kinman, '79, has just been re- 
ceived. One of the interesting facts in connection with the 
scholarship campaign is that the very first response came 
from Mary S. Pegram, '64, who as student, teacher, precept- 
ress and trustee, has been connected with the Woman's Col- 
lege for a longer term of years than any one who has ever 
served our Alma Mater. 


CMaude Busby, Special, Ridge Farm, to Frank Bantz, Eidge 


CFloss Shepherd, ex-'05, Lovington, to Judge Blaine, 


CHallie Roberts, Special, Corinth, to James Malone, 


¥ ¥ ¥ 

The Sophomore, least of all classes. 
Could afford to lose one of her lasses. 

But such is the case. 

And with charming grace. 
Those remaining will go to their classes. 

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Infinitely! one by one 

In the note-books of the teachers, 

Blossom the little zeros, 

The for-get-me-nots of the Seniors. — Ex, 

Before — 

There are meters of accent, 

And meters of tone. 
But the best of all meters 

Is to meter alone. 

Afer — 

There are letters of accent, 

And letters of tone. 
But the best of all letters 

Is to let'er alone. — Ex. 

There was an old maid in Peru, 
Who thirty-one languages knew. 

With one pair of lungs 

She worked thirty-one tongues. 
I don't wonder she's single, do, you? — ^Ex. 

There once was a fellow named Breeze, 
Who pulled in his M. A.'s and D. D.'s; 

But so great was the strain 

Said the doctor, " 'Tis plain 
You are killing yourself by degrees." 

— University of Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. 

"I chafe against the regulations," murmured the college 
girl as she prepared the surreptitious Welsh rarebit at 2 a. m. 
— Harvard Lampoon. 

Student — "I want the life of Julius Caesar." 
Librarian — "Brutus is ahead of you, sir." 

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A man with, a duster 
Once made a great bluster, 

A dusting a bust in the hall; 
And when it was dusted 
The bust it was busted. 

The bust now is dust — that is all. 

Mamma — "When that bad boy threw stones at you why 
didn't you come in and tell me instead of throwing stones at 

Tommie (aged 6) — "Pshaw! That wouldn't have helped 
You couldn't hit the side of a bam." 

The Paper Chase. 
"I'll foil them yet!" the Hare exclaimed. 

(The Hounds were at his back.) 
He donned a pair of rubber boots. 
And thus erased his track. 

— Yale Eecord. 

'08, '08, '08, they cried. 

And every Junior stepped aside. 

And watched the Seniors dignified 

Come down the hall with stately stride, 

Singing, "Kow Juniors, down your pride." 

We're from a girl's school in Il'nois, 
So have nothing to do with the bois. 

We're never up late 

To dine, dance or skate. 
For ours are more womanly jois. 

How strange that a new girl should dare 
To bring with her, her dear Teddy bear. 

But it is great sport 

To hear her retort, 
"If you do laugh don't think that I care." 

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€j| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€j| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

f[| Subscriptions, ^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€j| Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


Tennyson: The Poet of Enchantment 3 

A Fair Chance 5 

Belles Lettres 11 

Phi Nu II 

Editorial 12 

"Cramming" , . 14 

Journey of Hepzibah and Clifford — Sequel to 

"The House of Seven Gables" 15 

Day of Prayer 16 

Sub-Juniors 16 

Letters Home 17 

Music 20 

Locals 21 

Art Notes 22 

Y. W. C. A 22 

Juniors 23 

Exchanges 23 




ZCbc College (3reetinG6 

Vol. XI. Jacksonville, 111., February 1908 No. 5 


COnce upon a time there was a great convention of genii 
As the session was nearing the end, intense excitement was 
aroused by the discovery that a little mortal boy had been 
present during the whole meeting. Many great things had 
been discussed that it was very important that no one should 
know. What should be done? One suggested one thing; 
another, another. One fairy thought it would be best to 
keep the little boy, always, in Fairyland, and never let him 
go back at all. Almost all thought this the only thing possi- 
ble in the emergency, for they knew it would never do for 
him to go back to earth, now that he knew their inmost se- 
crets and fantasies. But one fairy said that that would not 
be fair to his mamma. "Let me go back with him. I will 
never leave him. Let him be our poet of enchantment 
among men.'' 

CHis mother, Mrs. Elizabeth Tennyson, was glad beyond 
words to tell, when the child Alfred came to her August, the 
sixth, eighteen hundred and nine. Little did she know or 
even think that her baby had ever been in fairyland. 
The Tennyson children all loved to have Alfred make up 
their games. For the quests he thought of for King Ar- 
thur's knights, the ladies he described, andj the thoughts he 
thought always seemed so much more beautiful than theirs. 
They loved to have him tell them about the mystic Merlin 
and the lovely Elaine. But it was easy for Alfred to think 
of the quests, to describe the ladies, and to tell the stories, 
for he seemed indistinctly to remember having visited the 
court of the King, having seen the beautiful ladies, and hav- 
ing heard the knights' tales. Or was it the fairy genius whis- 
pering in his ear? 

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CThen came Alfred's school days, rich and precious, though 
he was never a brilliant student in text book formulas. His 
teachers, even when he was a small lad, felt that he was 
rather absent-minded, that he never put his entire self into 
his work. Eeading and dreaming and growing filled the days. 
When he was ready for college, he entered Trinity at Cam- 
bridge. Here he was forced to mingle with other boys and 
men, but he never entirely lived their life. Even when 
grown, he seemed to live at least part of the time in his Land 
of Enchantment, guided and accompanied by his companion 

CIn college he became very fond of a student named Arthur 
Hallam. Each was the other's dearest friend. After leaving 
Cambridge they traveled together in France. But one day, 
not long after Alfred's return to England, an awful message 
came to him. His dearest friend was dead. This sadness 
led him to withdraw still farther from the outer world. He 
never fully recovered from the shock. He was in a state of 
melancholy for several years, but gradually got better. Ten 
years later appeared his great poem, "In Memoriam," an 
elegy to Arthur Hallam. 

CThis was not the first time that Tennyson h"ad written. 
While in college a little volume of poems had been publish- 
ed, the work of Alfred Tennyson and his brother, and later 
some other poems, finer in theme and rarer in workmanship. 
In eighteen forty-seven the poet wrote that wonder- 
fully beautiful fairy tale in blank verse, "The Princess." 
Surely his fairy genius led his fancy in this beautiful narra- 

CThen Tennyson resolved to put into verse some of "The 
Idylls of the King." He lived again in Arthur's court; he 
listened to the stories and the songs; he gazed at the beauti- 
ful women; he loved and revered his ideal of manhood, King 
Arthur. The poems that are among the Idylls rank among 
the greatest; in the world, not alone for their literary value, 
but for their plot interest, their wonderful descriptions, and 
their character portrayals. His fairy genius was living very 

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near the heart of this Poet of Enchantment. 
CAlfred Tennyson wrote many beautiful poems, but it was 
not until he was quite an old man that his plays were writ- 
ten. The characters in these seemed old friends to the poet. 
He had known them, too, in the Land of Enchantment, and 
he put into the plays merely what his fairy genius allowed 
him to remember. 

CTennyson's home life was a beautiful one. In 1850 he 
married Emily Shellwood, who was remarkably well fitted 
to become the wife of this poet whose ideal of womanhood in 
wife and mother was so high. Their home on the Isle of 
Wight was especially conducive to the giving out of his ex- 
quisite poetry. 

CAnother lovely home was at Aldworth. The Tennyson 
family, the father and mother, with their two fine boys, spent 
many summers here. 

CAlfred Tennyson was made poet-laureate of England in 

CEWhen the poet was eighty-three years old, one beautiful 
evening in October with the moon sending a single shaft of 
light across his bed, with his loved ones gathered about him, 
the Poet of Enchantment slept. 

CHe had fulfilled his life-work and because he was not 
afraid had gone with serene and beautiful faith to meet his 
"pilot," face to face." M. W., '11. 


f["Jiist a little farther, Cassitio, just a few miles more. See 
that shanty over there? We'll surely find water there, and 
they won't know about us, will they?" It was the hoarse, 
parched voice of a desperate man gently trying to encourage 
his worn out but faithful horse. The animal laid back his 
ears and slightly turned his head, looking his mute grati- 
tude at the gentle touch on his neck, and the sound of the 
quiet, earnest voice of his master. 

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CThey had ridden hard for days and days, poor hunted 
creatures, alone on the plains, stopping but a moment here 
and there at the scattered little adobe huts of poor ranch- 
men, where they were greeted with but grudging welcome, 
but where they could obtain some little food for horse and 
rider, and refill the canteen with water, to last until they 
reached the next ranch, miles and miles away. They would 
then resume their flight until they reached some obscure 
thicket of mesquite trees which dotted the plains, where, 
alone, they dared seek shelter for a night,, and then only to 
start out again at the faintest sign of daybreak, flying, they 
knew not where, though they knew very definitely what it 
would mean to turn back or give up! 

CMason's Jim had saddled Cassitio and fled from Z , as 

the first impulse, after the "row" which had occurred when 
he discovered that Mexican Pete, his old enemy and perse- 
cutor, had been playing foul in the game of cards in which 
he had been losing so heavily. Wild with excitement be- 
cause of his losses, he had — he did not know nor dare to 
think just what he had done. But there was a scuffle, he 
had drawn his knife, Pete fell, and he instinctively fled be- 
fore he could see what had really happened, knowing that 
the sheriff and his train of ruffians would soon be pursuing 

CAfter many days of hard riding, during which they had 
been closely followed, he and Cassitio were finally able to 
shake their pursuers from their trail, and were now riding 
aimlessly, though cautiously, on and on, over the plains, 
the rider gloomily brooding over the injustice and unfair- 
ness of his lot. 

CEver since his father had married the coarse old Mexican 
Anna, when Jim was but a mere child, matters had gone 
hard -wdth him. His father had sunk lower and lower, never 
paying him any attention nor taking any interest in him 
whatever, while his father's coarse wife spared him from 
none of her vixenish temper. He was cuffed and kicked at 
home, hooted at by his playfellows at school, and when he 
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grew to young manhood, the ruffians of the town persecuted 
him with taunts about his father, whom he pitied, and cursed 
him because he had a bright mind and a keen eye, and in 
spite of his rags and friendlessness, was able to outdo them 
at their sports. 

CThere was one creature upon whom he had lavished all his 
pent-up love and sympathy — Cassitio, the colt, in whom he 
had recognized a brother in misery. The puny mouse-col- 
ored colt grew into an ugly angular horse of an entirely un- 
gainly appearance, but possessing in his small frame a re- 
markably fiery spirit and unusual endurance, and an amount 
of "wind" which could not be broken. And this horse proved 
his one friend in this, his time of need. 
CAs they approached the little adobe hut which Jim, with 
Cassitio's mute consent, had appointed as their goal, Jim dis- 
covered a small girl playing about a well in front of the 
house. She was a beautiful child, too beautiful for her sur- 
roundings, the pretty, short, golden ringlets whichi clustered 
about her head seeming in strange contrast with the small 
bunch of dry prairie grasses with which she was so thought- 
fully and joylessly playing. The wan little face looked old 
and troubled, and her large blue eyes gave the impression 
that all the bright life which it was heir to, had been burned 
out of the little body, in this dry, desolate spot. 
CJim, with an' effort, dragged himself from the saddle, and 
led Cassitio up to the well, saying: "Hullo, little gal. Your 
pa to home?" The child gazed at him thoughtfully for a 
moment, then going closer to him and putting her tiny hand 
into his hard, rough one, while shaking her head in a most 
pitiful manner, she said: "Sick, papa sick. Come and see 
him. He won't talk to Dodie." 

CDeeply touched by the child's sweet confidence, Jim fol- 
lowed where she led, dropping the horse's bridle and letting 
him gTaze on the dry patch of prairie grass in front of the 
door. Inside the small one room hut, on a rough cot cov- 
ered with straw and blankets, lay a tall, rough looking man, 
whose haggard face, now lying insensible on the pillow of 

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straw, bore unmistakably the signs of a deadly fever. Jim, 
after working with the man, was able to bring back a little 
bit of life into the fever-worn frame. The sick man opened 
his heavy eyes for a moment, vaguely took in the stranger, 
gazed on the child, then glancing again at the stranger, said 
in a weak, tired voice: "Dodie, Dodie! take her back to — ;" 
but he could get no farther, though his hand feebly played 
with a heavy cord around his neck, as if trying to draw out 
something. His strength failed, however; his hand fell limp- 
ly at his side, and he was gone. 

C There was great excitement and joicing in the thriving lit- 
the town of Am — , in Arizona, for they had had their first 
election as a town, and had elected as their mayor the most 
popular as well as the strongest man among them. Yes, Jim 
Mason, who was popular among the cow-boys, because they 
knew him to be "white," and also because he could vie with 
them in any of their games, was also the choice of the gentle 
folks of the village. He had lived among them only five 
years, but he had gained their respect and esteem by his 
clean, upright life, and his ability to do things. 
H Though he was a fine fellow. Mason was very reserved, and 
there seemed to be some deep shadow resting upon him at 
times, and even those who knew him best and were with him 
most, knew nothing whatever of his life before he came to 
Am — , nor of the beautiful ten yeaii old girl who shared his 
home with him, who was his constant companion, and who 
called him Jim. He was passionately fond of the child, 
granted her every wish, and did everything in his power to 
make her happy. 

([Mason's Jim, after five years of a fair, free chance away 
from the persecution and mistreatment of his old life, had 
developed into an honorable and respected man. But there 
was, until recently, one cloud which had ever been a check 
to his spirits, and which haunted him at times. It was the 
fear that he had murdered Mexican Pete. But his mind was 
greatly relieved when a trader who had come from the neigh- 
borhood of Z — , in Texas, told him of ai cripple called Mex- 

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ican Pete, who was one of the worst scoundrels in that part 
of the country. 

CBut a still greater cause of worry to Jim, and one which 
meant infinitely more to him, was the question as toDodie's 
parentage, and his right to keep her with him. He loved the 
child passionately, for she had won her way into his heart 
by her sweet trust and confidence in him at the time when 
every one else had shunned and cursed him, and now he 
could not bear the thought of a separation between them. 
CHe had one clew as to her name and parents, for he had 
found, fastened to the cord around the neck of the man with 
whom he had found the child, a beautiful, old-fashioned 
golden locket, with the name, Dorothy L. Pembroke, en- 
graved on it. Inside there were two beautifully done minia- 
tures. One was that of a woman, from whom Little Dorothy, 
as Jim called her, had unmistakably inherited her sweet face 
and fathomless blue eyes; the other, that of a well groomed, 
handsome man, certainly bore not the slightest resemblance 
to the rough, haggard plainsman whom Dorothy had known 
as papa in that lonely old hut on the Texas plains. 

CSoon after his election to the office of head of the little 
town of Am — , it became necessary for Jim to go east to New 
York concerning some land claims held in Am — by a cer- 
tain New York agency. 

CWhile here his main transactions were carried on with a 
lawyer by the name of Stokes. There was nothing extra- 
ordinary about the thoughtful, quiet man, and yet upon his 
first meeting with him a strange inexplicable feeling of fore- 
boding took possession of the young man, and when, during 
the course of their conversation he looked into those deep, 
hungry, blue eyes of the older man, a picture was involun- 
tarily brought to his mind — the picture of a golden-haired 
child holding a bunch of dry parched prairie grasses and 
saying, with that never-to-be-forgotten look, "He won't talk 
to Dodie!" However, with a feeling of resistance and almost 
of self-preservation, Jim said nothing whatever of the 

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strange circumstances connected with, tlie finding of Dor- 

CAs the days passed Stokes began to take a special interest 
in this promising, stalwart young westerner, who seemed so 
frank and honest and open-hearted, but who was so unap- 
proachably reserved withal. Nevertheless, on account of his 
generous and warm hearted interest in the young man, he 
was finally able to draw him on into telling him of his for- 
mer life. With a great deal of hesitation, Jim finally told 
him of Dorothy, and the locket with the name of Pembroke 
on it, and of the two miniatures in it. 

CWithout much show of surprise or feeling Mr. Stokes 
quietly invited Jim to come with him to his home. Just as 
he was entering the study to which Mr. Stokes took him, Jim 
halted with a quick exclamation, for on the wall facing him 
was a portrait of a wonm, the exact counterpart of the pic- 
ture in the locket. 

CELittle explanation was needed on the part of either of the 
men to clear up the mystery of the child's disappearance 
from home when a mere baby, or of her strange discovery on 
the Texas plains. The story of the heart-broken parents, 
and the mother's final request of the only remaining brother 
never to give up the search until he had found their lost 
treasure, touched Jim deeply — Jim whose life had been 
changed from a mere desolate existence into one of light and 
love by her presence. 

CThe joy of the two men, mutualy connected by the ties 
that bound them to the one object of their love, was com- 
plete, when the three met in the free little western town. 
Mason's Jim gently touched the reins to the old horse that 
he was driving from the rickety little station — "We found 
them both, Cassitio, and now we're all going home." 

E. F.,'ll. 

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CThe semi-annual election was held January the twenty- 
first, and the following officers were chosen: 

President — Euby Eyan. 

Vice-President — Hazel Eoss. 

Eecording Secretary — Emma Lattner. 

Corresponding Secretary — Dess Mitchell. 

Treasurer — Besse Eeed. 

Chaplain — Vera Eoss. 

Critic — Mattie York. 

Chorister — Louise Gates. 

Librarian — Flo Tandy. 

Pages — Madeline Walker, Blanche Skelton. 

Sergeant-at-Arms — Pearl Tiebout. 
CThe candy sale was given on Saturday evening, February 
the eighth. It was well patronized by all the girls and a 
great success financially. 


Che following program was given at the meeting of the so- 
ciety Tuesday, January twenty-eighth: 

Piano solo — Irene Barndt. 

Pathfinders of the West — Mary Miller. 

Homesteading — Sue Holder. 

Vocal solo — Mabel Anno. 

Original Story — Helen Smith. 

Goldfields in '49 and Now — Mary Metcalf . 
CMrs. Helen Brown Eead was a visitor February fourth and 
sang four numbers in her usual pleasing manner, adding 
greatly to the enjoyment of the afternoon. 
CAt the close of the program two new members, Nelle Bur- 
ton and Lucile Eottger, were taken into the society. 
CThe work done by the girls since vacation has been very 
good, and we hope that the interest now manifested will con- 
tinue throughout the year. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith. Conley, Euby Eyan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss ISTeville, Miss Weaver, Miss Eolfe. 

CIn one of his chapel talks recently. Dr. Harker commented 
upon the interesting fact which he had noticed — that all of 
the possible presidential candidates are college graduates. 
Certainly this is a strong argument in favor of college edu- 
cation, and what is true in politics is true also of other pro- 
fessions and lines of work. The need of the general and cul- 
tural education is just as great as the technical. And, girls, 
although our hard-earned diplomas and degrees will never 
assist us to reach the presidential chair (isn't it a pity?), yet 
they may help us to share it. 

CThe girls are delighted with the gymnasium work under 
the direction of Miss Piersoll. The special object in view is 
the general development of the girls — to teach them how to 
walk correctly, to sit gracefully, to stand on both feet, to do 
easily and well the duties of everyday life, instead of becom- 
ing proficient in gymnastic "stunts." Both the German and 
Swedish systems are used, in addition to rythm work. That 
variety may be secured, two days of each week are given to 
indoor work and two to outdoor work. 

C Girls, we want to urge you to write, write, write for your 
college paper. Who will ever know what a genius you are 
unless you show it? Of course, you are modest, all well bred 
people are. But you may slip your contributions secretly un- 
der the editor's door and sign your name or initials, or sim- 
ply leave the virgin whiteness of the paper as your mark — 
only write! Some day the world will see your article, poem 

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or whatever it may be, and wake up to the fact of a new 
bright and shining light. Then how proud your college, 
class and friends will- be of you! Just write, girls, and "if 
at first you don't succeed, try, try again." 

CRemember! — the two prize offers of five dollars each to be 
awarded on commencement day to the students who shall 
contribute the best material to the Greetings. 

"In that Beautiful Isle of Bon-Bon," 

'In a Village by the Sea," 
Lived a charming cherry-blossom lass, 

Near the Indian "Tammany." 

*^She was a maid of Japan," 

With a "Merry Oldsmobile," 
^low the smoke away," she sang. 

As she turned a "Virginia Reel." 

This "Lucia" knew the "Banjo Coon," 

And while "The Band played on," 
They cooed beneath the "Lazy Moon," 

And "a Crow, overhead, sang' Caw' " 

"Bill Simmons" was also the "Gingerbread Man," 

So hej could take care of a wife; 
He captured the heart this "Maid with a fan," 

"Tommy" hitched them up for life. 

So now for them "No more wedding bells," 

"Because they're married now;" 
"I love you truly," each night he tells. 

And then Tiger, a pet, roars '^ow!" 


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CWhat a world of hope lies in the word "cramming" dur- 
ing the week of the final examinations! Of course, it means 
that we must rise at three or half-past and study every min- 
ute of the day. What does that matter? We are not at all 
sleepy. Do we get to bed at the usual time? Forsooth, we 
never tell tales out of school, because it may not be legiti- 
mate to darken our transoms or smother ourselves behind a 
closet door. Still we are engaged in a noble cause. A fever- 
ish energy takes possession of us. It is a delight to be able 
to turn back to the beginning of our books. Why, these old 
examination questions and musty test papers are really in- 
teresting! With minds alert and with a deeper concentra- 
tion than we ever thought ourselves capable of, we review 
axioms and conjugations, great events and classical dramas. 
CAh, what a vast store of information we acquire in a short 
time! But alas, it has neither beginning nor end. For have 
we been able to eat, talk or sleep ? Nay, life has been a bur- 
den to us and to others around us. Moreover, all our tre- 
mendous exertions amount to but little, for perhaps we have 
only a few questions in each subject, all of which we could 
have answered without any extra work. Instead, however, 
of answering them now, being tired and worn out, we be- 
come nervous and excited, and forget everything we know 
about them. We make wild guesses at the answers, then 
bravely hand in our papers and go from the room. But out- 
side comes the wail, "Oh, I know I just flunked in that and 
I never studied so hard on an3rthing in my life!" An un- 
welcomed but very wholesome truth forces itself upon us as 
the last hour of- the examination closes. Knowledge ac 
quired unreasonably vanishes before it has served its pur- 
pose. We might have taken our full eight hours of sleep; 
or we might have gone for a walk or to visit a friend if only 
we had been wiser. 

F. H. '10. 

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CAfter Hepzibah and Clifford left the old house and enter- 
ed the train, people looked at them in amazement. What 
queer looking folks they were, to be sure! Where could they 
have come from and where could they be going? And what 
a volley of remarks greeted them from every side! 
CSome boys sitting behind them snickered — ^in all their 
lives they had never seen such clothes as these two people 

CAn old lady deep in mourning, whose sweet face looked 
so sad, began to cry softly, to herself. Clifford's snow white 
hair had made her think of the dear one who had been 
called away from her side. 

f[A very young man and a talkative woman, who, from their 
actions and the wee bits of rice in the ribbon on her hat, 
were bride and groom, began talking, and the lady said: 
C"Why, Charles, that old lady looks just like that old maid 
that lived next door to us and threw the slipper at the cat 
one night, that was serenading her from the gate-post, and 
missed the cat and struck you on the head as you were going 
home from my house." 

C"Sure enough," he laughed. ''Well, it took more than a 
slipper to stop me, didn't it?'^ 

CA traveling man with a book of "Drummer's Yarns" and 
two large suit-cases in the seat by him, glanced up and took 
in the two. "By jove, if that isn't a couple for you! There 
is a tip-top barber down in New York that I shall refer the 
gentleman to. I know he would appreciate my kindness." 
CSome school girls on the way to college looked at Hepzibah 
and wondered why she wore such queer old clothes and why 
she did her hair in such an outlandish way. "Well, if she is 
satisfied, I guess we ought to be," said one. "Now, don't 
talk, I want to make out a list of things I have to get at the 

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lOe store for my room. They have such cute things there in 
Jacksonville, you know." 

CTwo Irishmen looked at the old couple and laughed. Just 
from bits of their conversation that were overheard, it was 
plain that they were discussing them. 

CA baby on its mother's lap in the seat behind Clifford be- 
gan to prattle away, tried to say "grandpa," and reached out 
to catch his long hair in its fingers. 

CAn old gentleman engaged himself in a lively chat with 
Clifford, and when, presently, the conductor called the name 
of the station, the two travelers slowly left the train. 

M. C, Special. 


HWe had with us this year on the Day of Prayer Dr. Her- 
ben, of Chicago, the editor of the Epworth Herald. He 
preached a sermon full of power and inspiration in the morn- 
ing and led the meeting for the girls in the afternoon. The 
chapel was well filled for the first service and all enjoyed the 
sermon. There were reports in the afternoon of the different 
class prayer meetings which had been held in the morning. 
These were gratifying and the girls responded well to Dr. 
Harker's request for testimonies concerning the religious ex- 

CWe had Dr. Herben with us again in our evening chapel 
exercises and he gave us more from his wonderful store of 
messages. The day was the best we have ever had and we 
shall remember Dr. Herben for all good words he brought 
to us. 


CThe Sub- Juniors and their class officer, Miss Harker, were 
most pleasantly entertained at a candy pull in the basement 
Saturday evening, February first, by Misses Gertrude Brown 
and Marie Chenoweth. 

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She was away at boarding school, 
She had been there just a week, 

And was taking four hard studies — 
French, Latin, Physics, Greek. 

And she wrote home a long letter. 
Telling all she'd seen or heard. 

This was the way it sounded. 
For I heard it, every word: 

"My Ownest Dearest Mother: 

I'm sitting here alone. 
And tears are streaming down my cheeks. 

For oh! I long for home. 

The girls bring in their newest books. 

But they unheeded lay. 
And still I weep, and weep, and weep, 

I'm homesick, so they say. 

Yesterday I worked so hard 

I'm almost dead to-day; 
I had to sweep the room, you know, 

I'd thought it would be play. 

My roommate made me sweep it all. 

And everything she did 
Was to take things from the table. 

And to shine each silver lid. 

She hung our few small pictures. 

There are only forty-three, 
But all the really hard work 

She left for little me. 

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She dusted and she washed things, 
And shined the mirror bright. 

But all the really hard work 
She left for me alright. 

We must get up so early. 
And keep our rooms so neat. 

That by the time the night comes 
I am sleeping on my feet. 

I fact, I do not like it here, 

I am disappointed so, 
I wish that home could nearer be, 

I'd lose no time, but go. 

And I right now must close this, 

I am tired as tired can be, 
I have worked so on my lessons. 

Your loving daughter, 

Anna Lee." 

But one day, nine weeks later. 

Another note I read. 
Of very diiferent wording, 

And this is what it said: 

"My very own dear mamma, 
I have been so very gay, 

I have no time for letters. 
But Just a note today. 

My every moment's taken. 
Because, of course, you know, 

I try to have good lessons. 
And still keep on the go. 

I've had a splendid time; 

Twice in this very week. 
To midnight feasts in attics, 

I have made a quiet sneak. 

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And then, in every subject, 
I have had to have a test, 

And I have surely worked hard, 
Of grades to get the best. 

And then to cap the climax 
And us crosswise to rub, 

A whole day we walked on tiptoe 
Because of the Woman's Club. 

And, ma, for just next Tuesday^ 

For our society, 
I have to write a poem. 

What will become of me? 

I just know that it will kill me; 

And Oh! 1 cannot tell 
Whatever I shall write of 

Which will amuse them well. 

It's just six weeks till Christmas, 
And then I'm coming home. 

Please don't come down to get me, 
I'd like to come alone. 

Of course, I'm coming back here; 

I really do not see 
How you ever could imagine 

I disliked I. W. C. 

Well, I can wi-ite much longer. 

And so will only say: 
The box of things was dandy. 

It came just yesterday. 

And any more good cookies. 
Or peaches like that can, 

Will be gratefully accepted 
By your loving daughter 


E. M. P., '09. 

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CA Ladies' Chorus of about sixty voices has been organized 
with Mr. Stead as director. The College has long felt the 
need of such an organization, and it is hoped that the girls 
will improve this opportunity for chorus work. 
H Thursday, February sixth, a concert was given in honor of 
the Business Men's Association of Jacksonville. The Music 
Hall was filled with a very appreciative audience. The pro- 
gram was a fine one, introducing every member of the fac- 
ulty of the College of Music, and Mrs. Dean, director of the 
School of Expression. Mrs. Colean and Miss "Widenham as 
accompanists were truly artistic. The following program was 

Ehapsodie, No. 2 (eight hands) Liszt 

Mrs. Colean, Miss Wilson, Miss Hay and Mrs. Kolp. 

My Heart Hath a Song Herbert 

Irish Love Song Lang 

The Quest E. Smith 

Mrs. Weihl. 

Poem erotic Grieg 

Hark, Hark! the Lark Schubert-Liszt 

Cracovienne Fantestique Paderewski 

Mrs. Stead. 

Dawn, Morning, Evening, Kight Landon Eonald 

With VioHn Obligato. 
Ecstasy Walter Eummel 

Mrs. Read. 
Unexpected Guests Cameron 

Mrs. Dean. 

What Is Love Gatz 

Pilgrim's Song Tschaikowsky 

Happy Song Del Riego 

Miss Hatch. 

Suite Op. 44, Piano and Violin Schuett 

Allegro risoluto, Eondo a la russe. 
Mr. Stead and Mr. Stafford. 
Miss Widenham and Mrs. Colean, accompanists. 

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CNelle Tajdor and Alice Wadsworth, both of '05, visited 
Phi Nu last Tuesday. Again on Thursday they were here as 
dinner guests. 

COarl H, Conley, who was on his way home from Colorado, 
spent a day with his sister Edith. Hazel St. Cerney has also 
had a visit from her brother. 

CMabel Ash, a former student, spent a few days here with 
her sister Hazel and with friends and relatives in town. 
CEosalie Sidell, '07, is filling the position formerly held by 
Miss Ann Young as teacher of voice in Lenox College, Hop- 
kinton, Iowa. It is always a satisfaction when our students 
successfully fill places of responsibility. 
CMJr. Maine of Manchester, 111., made a short call last week 
upon his two daughters, Gladys and Helen. 
C Edith Black and Anna Shirley from White Hall spent 
Sunday with Lucy ISTorth and Florence McCoUister. 
CThe invitations for the Senior reception on February 21 
are out and are causing the usual flutter of excitement. 
CGrrace Foutch of New Berlin was a guest here for a few 
days and was gladly welcomed by her old friends. 
CMr. Chase of Quincy surprised his daughter Abbie by com- 
ing to see her on her birthday. 

CNell Smith, '09, is at her home in Beardstown because of 
the illness of her mother. 

CMiss Helen Eichey of Decatur has been spending a few 
days with her cousin, Marguerite BuUard, '09. 
CDr. Harker has resumed his work after his attack of the 

CMrs. Eads of Springfield is visiting her daughter Leonora 
for a few days. 

CClara Beauman, ex-'*09, is spending the winter with her 
brother in Texas. She writes of her delight in the out of 
door life which she is leading. 

CMargaret Potts, '09, entertained her father from St. Louis 
over Sunday. 

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CBertha Van Winkle, special in art,, has been compelled to 

leave school because of the death of her father. 

CMrs. Jennings of Centralia was the guest of her daughter 

Pearl for a few days. 

C Grace Wilkinson, a student here last year, is attending 

Mrs. Smallwood's School for Girls, Washington. D. C. 

C Invitations are out for a Senior dinner to be given by Mrs. 

Harker on February fourteenth. 


C Since the long holiday vacation classes in the studio have 
been enthusiastically resumed, and marked progress is being 
made. Many new students have been enrolled, and each 
week brings one or more to join the work. 
CSome very interesting studies are being made in charcoal 
and water color from still life and casts. The china paint- 
ing and metal classes are great favorites, and some very at- 
tractive work is being done. The Friday sketch class is an 
interesting feature of the studio work. Each week brings 
new poses in charming and unique costumes. 
C Several pieces of Newcomb Pottery from New Orleans have 
been added to the already good collection of studio still life. 
CWe regret to lose from the studio classes, Pauline Keenan, 
because of ill-health, and Bertha Van Winkle, who was called 
home by the death of her father. 

Y. W. C. A. 

CMiss Weeks, the state secretary for the Y. W. C. A., spent 
Sunday and Monday, January 26 and 27, with the Associa- 
tion. She gave a very helpful talk in chapel Sunday morn- 
ing and also conducted the Association meeting in the even- 
ing, taking "Witnessing" as her subject for the latter service. 
We always welcome our state secretaries, for they bring help 
and' inspiration to each one of us, and make us realize more 
fully the importance of the Association in our college life. 

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CThe Juniors read their invitation with delight and prompt- 
ly at four-thirty Monday, January the twenty-eighth, were 
at the room of Miss Austin, their class officer. Every one 
had fancy work, and soon tongues and needles were busy. 
Miss Austin then brought out her guitar and a sing followed. 
The selections included everything from "School Days" to 
"Old Folks at Home." Dainty refreshments in the class col- 
ors, yellow and white, were served, and all were sorry when 
the dinner bell brought the pretty little party to a close. 
CMiss Austin was hostess again in the evening, this time 
to the faculty, and they were as ready as the Juniors to re- 
port a delightful hour. 


CThe Blackburnian for January is very good. The article 

on the Trial of Socrates shows much thought. 

<[We find some interesting material in the editorial column 

of the Hedding Graphic. This department is one which is 

often neglected in the college paper, when in reality it should 

be given a prominent place. 

CThe January number of The College Eeview is especially 

good. The essay on Emerson was well written. On the whole 

this paper was one of the best which came to our table this 



A teacher who teaches on Sunday, 
Of course will be ill upon Monday. 

It surely is best 

To have one day for rest. 
Oh, try not to work upon One day. 

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There is a wondrous Senior class. 

Within a wondrous college. 
Which came here for a purpose true 

Of gaining precious knowledge. 

They come from every walk of life — 

A Virgin fair, a Mason, too; 
A Marshall who is good in strife, 

A Pugilist, and then a few. 

And some are very strong and proud, 
Fit to battle with their Greek, 

While others forced by troubles hard, 
Some Short (er) R(h)odes do seek. 

Some go to work with caution, Wiley, 
While others delve and do their part; 
Some gain a reputation slyly. 
But daunted ne'er is Ever(y)hart. 

And as their lessons they do Con, 
They heave full many a sigh. 

Because the tests are drawing near, 
And moments fleeting by. 

In fact, they use most every art. 

Some even stoop to Graff (t); 
But then, you know, such things occur 

In almost any craft. 

So many a maid from our Main(e) hall 
Is going forth to seek her fate; 

They received their Crum(bs) of thought, 
Now ends this tale of naughty-eight. 

The Senior class, as I opine. 

Consider their pins something quite fine. 

But some day you'll see 

They nowhere will be 
Beside the pins of '09. '09. 

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|j[ The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€j| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

<}] Subscriptions, ^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€|f Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 

C entente 

Echoes from Charles Lamb 3 

Indian Character in Hiawatha 6 

Exchanges 9 

Editorial 10 

Art Notes 12 

Belles Lettres 12 

Chapel Notes 13 

Domestic Science 13 

Y. W. C. A . 14 

Phi Nu 14 

Music 15 

Locals 17 

Society ig 

Just Among Alumnae . 23 

^RE&m OF 



The yearns at the spring 
And day's at the morn; 
Morning^s at seven; 
The hillside^s dew-pearled; 
The lark^s on the wing; 
The snail's on the thorn; 
God^s in his heaven— 
AIFs right with the world* 

— Browning. 


1 'Hi 


Vol. XI. Jacksonville, 111., March 1908 No. 6 


A Cup of Tea 

CI have a whole hour of leisure. One long hour for my very 
own, — ^to rest and enjoy just as I please. To read, or walk, 
or talk with Bridget, as I feel the spirit moving me. But I 
think it will be the latter, for there she comes now, bringing 
a cup of her delicious tea. Dear Bridget, how careful she 
is of me; how solicitous for my comfort, how desirous of my 
pleasure. Yes, I will rouse myself from this dreamy, half- 
awake condition, and talk with her. N"o! I hadn't heard of 
the arrival of Prince Edward; nor of Mrs. W.'s elaborate ball 
last evening; nor of the stunning costumes fthe ladies. In- 
significant gentlemen! They, poor things, I suppose were 
only allowed to gaze from a distance and admire! Such is 
our, shall I say happy fate? Yet — why not? What matters 
it? Must not some one be exalted, and may it not be they, 
as well as we? But hark! Is not Bridget speaking again? 
One moment, Bridget, I fear I have fallen into a most un- 
pardonable habit of reverie. H. M. '12. 

Christmas Giving 

CEverywhere there is a feeling of haste and strain. Peo- 
ple rush about from one shop to another, looking, pricing, 
buying. This spirit has, even entered our own quiet, peace- 
ful home. All last evening, Bridget sitting very straight and 

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stiff, a bright red spot on each cheek, sewed and sewed, al- 
though there was a new book on the table which was full of 
the love and romance she likes so well. I wondered at such 
industry, such self-control, for new books are a rare pleas- 
ure at our house, but suddenly I understood it all. It is but 
three days until Christmas and Bridget must be making 
something for her neighbor, for of a surety Briget's neigh- 
bor is making something for her. Gentle reader, you who 
are doing the same thing, — can you think of a more terrible 
calamity than to accept a present and have none to give in 
exchange? The dear gods forbid that any one of you ever 
find yourself in such a predicament. Think for a minute 
what it means. Your friend, your enemy, has 
sent you a gift, and yoxi in 5'^our blind, thoughtless hurry- 
have forgotten to send her one. That is far worse than 
owing the butcher, for you can pay him any time you have 
enough money, but you have to wait a year before you can 
pay your debt to her. How long a year is! How many 
chances she will have to tell of your heartlessness. How 
often you will stand by quiet and ashamed and ask youreslf 
why you were so negligent? But what a relief it will be 
when the next time does come, to send her a great expensive 
gift with a message of good will and love for such a dear 
kind friend. That Bridget may never have to undergo such 
heartache and hardship, I am always very careful never to 
disturb her. She goes about the house absent-minded and 
preoccupied. ^Vhat if the coffee is weak and the chops cold? 
Could I have the brazeness to complain and thus cause this 
good cousin of mine to forget some one's present? It may be 
weakness, or childishness, but I confess I am too fearful of 
the consequences ever to cross her during this trying — I 
mean this joyful season of the year. 

CEach New Year you make a resolution to do no more 
Christmas giving. It is too tiresome, too expensive, too 
nerve racking. No, you are certain you will never again be 
guilty of such foolishness. But when the time comes and 

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yoii hear from your most intimate friend that her second 
cousin is making you the most beautiful apron you ever 
heard tell of, what can you do but make her the most beau- 
tiful collar of which she ever dreamed. So it goes on year 
after year. You give and receive. You thank and are 
thanked in return. What more do you want? jSTothing, of 
course, for you have been keeping Christmas. J. P., '10. 

A Change in Housekeeping 

CI had an afternoon all to myself in which I might read or 
ramble about just as I pleased. At the deciding moment 
Bridget thrust into my hands a package of little papers and 
I at once concluded to to take a walk. These papers were 
not official documents summoning me to appear at any ap- 
pointed place upon state business; nor were they invitations 
from my friends to spend a social hour; nothing more excit- 
ing, in fact, than advertisements. But they were important. 
Since I had left the country house my salary had decreased 
one-third, so after a talk with Bridget I decided a cottage 
would suit our needs better than the old fashioned two-story 
house in which we were living. In my ramble I thought to 
inspect a few of the cottages so beautifully described in the 
advertisements Bridget had handed me. I wandered about 
the streets all afternoon inspecting cottages big and cottages 
little, cottages humble, reserved and haught}^, but always, of 
course, as the advertisements assure — "genteel, commodious, 
accessible." I was glad to return at nightfall and be re- 
freshed by Bridget's excellent tea, drunk from those dear 
old china cups which we both loved so well. While we were 
sipping our tea Bridget explained to me hov/ much easier it 
would be to keep house in a cottage. As I knew very little 
about housekeeping and thought that matters of such im- 
portance should be left entirely in Bridget's hands, 1 said 
nothing, but smiled at her approvingly from over my tea- 
CUP- M. Y., '09. 

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As we "stay and read the rude inscription, 

Eead this song of Hiawatha/' 
we are carried to the forests and the prairies, to the great 
lakes of the Northland, to the land of the jib ways, to the 
land of the Dacotahs. There we listen to the legends of our 
Indian brothers; we learn of their manner of life, and last 
but not least we come to know their character. 
CIn one way we can not designate the Indian character dis- 
played in Hiawatha as Indian alone, for the elements of 
which it is composed belong essentially to all human charac- 
ter. As the little Hiawatha looks about him and sees the 
stars, and the rainbow, and hears the owl, there comes the 
question, "What is it, Nokomis?" He feels a certain sense 
of mysteryl and awe. However, it is only the common won- 
der that comes to every child as it begins to notice and per- 
ceive the things' about it. The kinship of all things is very 
evident to Hiawatha; he calls the birds Hiawatha's chickens, 
and the animals his brothers; he learns to understand and 
talk with them; he has the half real, half fanciful nature 
that belongs to every little child. 

C Again, we must notice that when Hiawatha seeks some- 
thing for his people by struggling and fasting; when he kills 
the Great Pearl Feather; and when he invents picture writ- 
ing, he displays public spirit. We cannot assign this to the 
Indian alone, for all great and good men have possessed it. 
Indeed, the Indian, as we know him, is not much imbued 
with this spirit. Hiawatha, however, seeks something that 
will be "advantageous to the nations." He is purely unself- 
ish and we honor him in his struggle and rejoice in his 

CThen, too, the tenderness and love expressed in Hiawatha 
belong to all men. The strong friendship of Hiawatha and 
Kwasind and of Pliawatha and Chibabos is very beautiful. It 
is of the kind that is rare even among white men. 

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"Story tellers, mischief makers, — 

Could not breed ill-will between them,. 

For they kept each other's counsel. 

Spoke with naked hearts together, 

Pondering much and much contriving 

How the tribes of men might prosper." 
CBut the tenderness for his friends is not the only emotion 
we must notice. Hiawatha's love for Minnehaha gives to us 
another kind which is just as beautiful and which has the 
glamour of romance in it. We have always been accustomed 
to think of the Indian wife as a slave and drudge, but here 
we have a different picture. Hiawatha regards his wife as 
the "star light, moonlight, firelight and the sunlight" of his 
people. His love for her is seen from the beginning of the 
courtship until her death. Along with this love for his wife 
and friends comes grief. When Kwasind dies, Hiawatha sor- 
rows; and when famine comes to his home how heavy is his 
heart as he goes forth to seek food. What grief and anguish 
he expresses as he sees his Minnehaha lying dead before him. 

"All my heart is buried with you 

All my thots go onward with you, 

Come not back again to labor. 

Come not back again to suffer " 
is the message he sends to her. 

C Among the traits that seem distinctly Indian, vengeance 
and subtlity are strongly marked. When Hiawatha sets out 
toward the west with his heart burning within him, he 
wishes to take revenge on Mudjekeewis for his mothers 
wrongs. During his encounter with his father how artfully 
he conceals his real feelings, and how he tries to find out the 
things that will harm Mudjekeewis. Then when Mudje- 
kewis attempts to find those things harmful to him, how 
warily he conducts himself in his answer. He is a true In- 

CThe Indian love for sport must not be forgotten. It 
early development is shown when the young Hiawatha goes 

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forth to shoot the red deer while still a child. How he 
glories in his success and how eagerly he is welcomed home 
with his trophy! Hunting is not the only pleasure he loves; 
there are also sailing and fishing. When he goes fishing we 
find him exulting as he looks down through the clear waters. 
Several fish take his bait, but he throws them back again be- 
cause they are not the ones he wants. He is looking for some- 
thing big and worthy of his skill. Finally he struggles 
with and overcomes Nahoma. He exults as a fisherman of 
today. What great love he has for the canoe which he makes 
from birch and hemlock. To him it is a creature of life that 
submits to his will and carries him wherever he wishes. How 
proudly he! sailed 

"Down the rushing Taquanenaw, 
Sailed through all its bends and \vindings, 
Sailed through all its shadows." 
CWe must not pass by the bravery displayed in this poem. 
One of the first instances of this is in the struggle of Mudje- 
keewis and Mishe-Mokwa. Mishe-Mokwa was the terror of 
all the nations; but the daring Mudjekeewas did not fear 
him, for he stole upon him, taunted him with being a cow- 
ard, and then slew him. We see Hiawatha's bravery in his 
struggle both with his father and with Pearl Feather. Mud- 
jekeewis was an immortal and could not be conquered; yet 
Hiawatha had the courage to undertake the struggle. Pearl 
Feather was a magician; he would send fever and disease 
and death, but Hiawatha never thought of that. He thought 
only of destroying this terrible enemy. A greater bravery is 
shown perhaps when he meets the ghosts that invade his 
home. They are fearful guests, against whose coming he 
has no weapon. Patiently he entertains them, although he 
knows their presence means sorrow for him. Perhaps in his 
conduct toward them, however, there is more of patience 
than of b^aver3^ 

C Superstition is one of the great governing motives of the 
Indian. The characters in Hiawatha are therefore not with- 

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out it. Everywhere through the song we find it. The char- 
acterization of the winds show it; and when Nokomis says 
of the rainbow, " 'Tis the heaven of flowers you see there/' 
it again appeals. This is so beautiful a superstition that we 
would willingly believe it. The blessing of the cornfields by 
Minnehaha to keep the growing grain from harm; the com- 
ing of spirits to try men; and the kindling of fire four times 
on the grave to light the soul on its journey to the hereafter, 
are other instances that we notice. Superstition is a part of 
the religion, the very life that the Indian leads, develops it; 
he comes in contact with mysterious and unexplainable 
things and he construes them as his undeveloped fancy dic- 

CThe poem arouses our love for the simple children of the 
forest and impresses upon us the truth of these words: 

"Every human heart is human; 

That in every savage bosom 

There are longings, yearnings, strivings 

For the good they comprehend not; 

That the feeble hands and helpless 

Groping blindly in the darkness 

Touch God^s right hand in that darkness 

And are lifted up and strengthened." 

F. H., '10. 


CThe University of Arizona Monthly for February is very 
good and the article on the Tucson Meteorite is most inter- 

CThe February number of the College Review (Shurtleff) 
is edited by the Cottage girls. We congratulate them upon 
their edition. 

CThe Lincoln number of the Blackbumian is full of inter- 
est. It contains several concise, well-written articles on the 
difi'erent phases of Lincoln's life. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith Conley, Euby Eyan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss "Weaver, Miss Eolfe. 

([True, anticipation is greater than realization. In those 
days when we were care-free Freshmen and looked with wist- 
ful eyes on that dignified Senior, did we ever once think that 
her life could be aught but one long dream of special priv- 
ileges? Could she not walk, shop, yes, and even ride without 
that perenially disagreeable chaperon? And was she not al- 
ways attending some party? The Senior dinner — a Fresh- 
man is never allowed anything to eat — ^and then, climax of 
all good things, the Junior-Senior reception. Of course, we 
heard it gently rumored that she did have a few studies, but 
then her increased enlightenment enabled her to prepare her 
lessons with speedy facility. Yes, after years of dreams, we 
have come to be disillusioned Seniors, for there confronts us 
now something before unheard of, Senior responsibility. And 
it is when we hear of questionable escapades and of undigni- 
fied pranks, that we wonder wherein we have failed. For, 
inconvenient as it may sometimes seem, we are the ones who 
must set the standard. With the attainment of the longed- 
for privileges, responsibility has been thrust upon us. So, 
Seniors, let us realize our position, and realizing its signifi- 
cance, let us fill it worthily. 

CYe editors have been playing the role of the spectator in 
the dining room, and we commend such pastime to you as 
both absorbing and enlightening. Let us tell you some things 
we have noticed. There is the girl who is "always tired," 
she works too hard — poor thing. We sympathize with her, 
for perhaps six meals, then, strangely, our indignation rises. 
Beside her is the girl with the "relations" — we know uner- 
ringly the good qualities and the failings of each one of 
them. And there in due prominence is the arguer; she listens 

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eagerly for the first utterance, be it what it may, in order 
that she may disptue it. Would that medals were awarded 
for proficiency in the art of conversation! 

CThe general movement for religious advancement now 
sweeping over the country and extending in part to England 
is characterized by what may be called the previaling tenden- 
cies of the age, vitality and saneness. In this day of careful 
inquiry into the whys and the wherefores of actions, men are 
learning that it pays from a purely business viewpoint to 
stand firmly for the right. So as saloons go, beneficial in- 
dustries take their place. And because this conviction comes 
after a calm and practical survey and contrast of the results 
of morality and immorality, the reform will be lasting. In 
our own city we now witness the actual working of this same 
spirit. The tearing down of evil is followed by a building 
up of good. The culmination of the effort of the Y. M. C. A. 
to raise $15,000 means that sum of money saved for the city. 
The per cent of power and energy stored in the effort will 
find an equal reaction for good in the business enterprises 
of Jacksonville. ■ j« 


Do you want to be the girl on whom we dote? 
A brilliant rising gen-i-us of note? 

Just write of some bright caper, 
For our struggling college paper, 
And your wisdom and your promise we will quote. 

There was a young student called "Con.," 
Who said to herself, "I'll be gone." 

The Dean I should ask, 

But that's such a task. 
She can't hurt me after I'm gone. 

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CThe studio spread which is held every term will be given 

Friday, the 20th, of this month. All the art students look 

forward to it, as it promises an unusual amount of good 


CWe are all so glad that another of the studio girls, Norma 

Virgin, has been promoted to the rank of Junior, making the 

third from one department this year. 

C Mildred Stahl, Helen Maine, Thirza Woods, Zelda Hansen 

and Dorothy Yates have made very intersting models for the 

Friday afternoon sketch class. 

H Spring will soon be here and we are looking forward with 

great pleasure to our outdoor sketching. 


CThe following program was given at the meeting of the 
society Tuesday, March 10th: 

Paper — Investigations of the State Institutions at Present 
— Faye White. 

Original Story — Neva Wiley. 

Vocal solo — Hattie Walker. 

Discussion — Eesolved, That the pastors, rectors and other 
religious leaders should not participate in municipal politics. 
Affirmative, Florence Taylor. Negativ, Mattie York. 

Piano solo — Grace Scofield. 
CNell Miller, '06, our former president, was with us and 
gave a delightful little talk. 

There was a musician named Stead, 
Who always had dreams in his head. 

When he played all alone. 

His eyes fairly shone, 
But the rest of us wished we were dead. 

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COn the morning of February 13, during the series of re- 
vival meetings at Centenary church, Mr. English attended 
our chapel exercises; also Mr. Hill, who led the singing dur- 
ing these meetings. Mr. English read the chapter from First 
Corinthians on Love, and Mr. Hill sang two songs, which 
were greatly appreciated by the girls. 

COn February 14, the anniversary of the birth of our great 
Lincoln, Miss Neville delighted everyone by reading that 
most charming sketch of Mary Shipman Andrews, "A Per- 
fect Tribute." 

CDr- Spencer, of Kansas City, the editor of the Central 
Christian Advocate, who was in the city filling Mr. Nate's 
pulpit on March 1, visited us, and spoke at the Sunday 
morning service. He has been here several times before. 
CMarch 8 was Y. M. C. A. Day in Jacksonville, and two of 
the prominent workers, Mr. Brownell and Mr. Brown, were 
guests at the College. Mr. Brownell, secretary at St. Louis, 
led the chapel services in the morning, and Mr. Brown ad- 
dressed the Y. W. C. A. in the evening. He told us of the 
beginnings of the Association work in Illinois and the na- 
tion. He Avas a charter member of the first association of 
young men organized at the Bloomington State Normal, as 
was his sister of the Y. W. C. A. organized there the same 
year, 1873. 


CThe Seniors in Domestic Science are making great prep- 
arations for their Senior dinners. The first one mil be given 
some time early in April by Jennie Harker. 
COn March 7th the girls in the first j^ear normal class in 
cooking gave a pan-cake sale in the Domestic Science 
kitchen. These sales are always well attended and the 
money which is taken in will be used for additional furnish- 
ings for the sewing and dinins; rooms. 

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CMis's Gunn, head of the Department of Home Economics^, 
has issued cards for an "^At Home" on Tuesday, March 17. 
The girls of her department are anticipating a delightful 


Y. W. C. A. 

CThe Y. W. C. A. held its annual election Februar}' 38, and 
the following officers were installed: 

President — Mary Metealf. 

Vice President — Mabel Pinnell. 

Secretary — Norma Council. 

Treasurer — Marguerite Bullard. 
CThe Association was very fortunate in having Mr. Brown, 
the state secretary of the Y. M. C. A., in its meeting March 
8. He gave a very interesting account of the organization 
of Association work for women. The first meeting was held 
in his sister's room, five girls being present. From such a 
humble beginning, however, there came a work which has 
since grown to tremendous importance and almost world- 
wide influence. 


CThe Mark T^vain program which was given February 25 
was announced by an unusually attractive poster, the work 
of Miss Norma Virgin. This program was one of the best 
given this year, and was thoroughly enjoyed by everyone. At 
the close of the meeting Miss Jane McConahay was received 
as a member of the society. 

CThe Phi Nu open meeting will be given in the Music Hall 
Monday evening, March 23. 

CWork has been begun on the play, but the date is not yet 
decided upon. 

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CThe first Senior recital of the year was given on February 
13 by Miss Euth Widenham, assisted by Miss Mabel Mat- 
thews, mezzo soprano. The following program was rendered: 
Sonato Op. 53 i Beethoven 

First movement.' 

Le Eetour Bizet 

Nocturne, Op. 15, No 3 Chopin 

Etude, Op. 25, No. 9 Chopin 

La Charite Eossini-Liszt 

Etude Artistique Godard 

I Chide Thee Not Schumann 

Faith in Spring Schubert 

Concerto G Minor Mendelssohn 

Last Movement. 
Orchestral parts on second piano. 
CMiss Louise Everhart and Miss Inez Proudfit gave their 
recital February 20, with the following program: 
Sonata, Op. 10, No. 3 Beethoven 

First movement, 
Miss Everhart. 

Prelude and Fugue, B Flat Bach 

Nocturne, Op. 37, No. 1 Chopin 

Spinning Song Mendelssohn 

Traumerel MacDowell 

Gondoliera Liszt 

Miss Proudfit. 

*Andante (From Concerto) Eosenhain 

Bacarolle Tschaikowsky 

Mazurka, Op. 67, No. 1 Chopin 

Mazurka, Op. 17, No. 1 Chopin 

Du Bist Die Euh Schubert-Liszt 

Miss Everhart. 
*Concerto, D Minor Mendelssohn 

First movement. 
Miss Proudfit. 
*Orchestral parts on second piano. 

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COn February 37 occurred that of the Misses Vera and 

Hazel Eoss. The program was as follows: 

Sonata, Op. 7 Beethoven 

First movement. 

Novelette in F Schumann 

Polonaise, G. Sharp Chopin 

En Bateau Debussy 

Waldesrauchen Etude Liszt 

To Spring Grieg 

Waltz^ Op. 70, No. 2 Chopin 

To a Water Lily MaeDowelJ 

Love's Dream (Nocturne) Liszt 

Sonata, Op. 7 ; Grieg 

Andante, Minuet. 

Suite, Op. 7 (two pianos) Arensky 

Romance and Waltz. 
CMiss Edith Conley, who finishes in both voice and piano, 
gave her recital March 5: 

Voice — Page's Song in Marriage of Figaro Mozart 

Piano — Sonato, Op. 28 Beethoven 

Andante, Scherzo and Rondo. 
A^oice — Jerusalem, Thou that Killest the Prophets (from 

St. Paul) Mendelssohn 

Piano — Andante Chopin 

Etude, Op. 10, No. 5 Chopin 

Romance, Op. 28, No. 2 Schumann 

Hark, Hark! the Lark Schubert-Liszt 

Voice — Largo (violin obligato) Handel 

Slumber Song MacDowell 

Spring Song Mary Turner Salter 

Piano — Concerto, Op. 2 Arensky 

Allegro maestoso. 
(Orchestral parts on second piano.) 
Violin obligato, Miss Sidell. 
CMiss Ethel Kimball more than delighted her audience by 

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the sympathetic rendering of her program on March 12: 

*Coneerto, C Major Beethoven 

First movemnt. 

Fugue in C. Minor Bach 

Fugue in D Major Bach 

Etude, Op. 10, No. 9 Chopm 

JSTocturne, Op. 32, No. 1 Chopin 

Ballade in A Flat Chopin 

Spinning Song (Flying Dutchman) Wagner-Liszt 

Waltz, Op. 34 Moszkowski 

CAll of these recitals have been well attended and speak 
highly for both the instructors and pupils. 
COn the 13th of March, Miss Ethel Van Wei of Eockford 
gave a voice recital in the auditorium. Miss Van Wei has a 
soprano voice of beautiful qualit}'. Her interpretations were 
excellent. She was assisted by Mr. Elmer Adams, violinist. 
*Orchestral parts on second piano 


CEdith Mitten, a former I. W. C. student, visited Gladys 
Maine last week. She is now in San Antonio, Texas, where 
she will remain for several weeks. 

CMrs. Harker spent a few days with her daughter, Mrs. 
Metcalf, at Kewanee. 

CHazel and Vera Eoss left a week ago to! take their Senior 
vacation. Edith Conley also went home after her recital to 
spend a few days. 

CBessq Eeed, Euby Eyan and Dess Mitchell had a delight- 
ful visit with an old I. W. C. girl, Iva Alderson, who is 
spending the winter at home. 

CMr. Hugh H. Conley of Newport. Indiana, Mrs. W. G. 
Smith and Mrs. McClure of Beardstown attended Miss Edith 
Conley's Senior recital. 

CMrs. Everhart was here for her daughter Louise's recital. 

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Miss Everliart sj)ent her Senior vacation in St. Louis with 
Miss Vera Zimmerman, a former I. W. C. student. 

CMiss Julia Osborne entertained the members of the Junior 
Preparatory class at a tatfy pull on Saturday evening 
March 7th. 

f[Dr. Marker had charge of the funeral services for Miss 
Oora lledrick, who died March 2. She was in the office dur- 
ing most of last 3'ear, and is remembered most kindly by all 
old students. 

CMr. Eichard Yates visited his daughters, Katherine and 
Dorothy, recently. 

CMiss Elsie Anderson of Macon, 111., has been spending the 
past month with her sister at the College. 

CWe were very sorry to lose our former nurse. Miss Ade- 
laide Stuart, because of ill health, but we are glad to wel- 
come Miss Sherwood of Upper Alton. 

CMrs. Akers of Springfield visited her daughter Bessie on 
March 7 and 8. 

CMiss Grace Good has enjoyed visits from four of her broth- 
ers and sisters during the past month. 

CMiss Martin, head of the Department of Expression in the 
Iowa State Normal, Cedar Falls, is visiting Mrs. Dean. All 
remember Miss Martin and her delightful reading from for- 
mer visits. 

CAbout forty girls spent Sunday, March 8, away from the 

Two maids in the class of '08, 
In money matters were great. 
One demanded the Cash, 
But the other quite rash 
Said, "To Copper I'll now trust my fate." 

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CWhat a throng of memories come trooping with St. Valen- 
tine's Day! Perhaps in the whole year there is no other time 
when youths feel so inspired for the making of verse, and 
maids for testing their skill as artists. At least, such are the 
happy conditions for a while — would that some kind fairy 
would cause them to last. All too soon, however, the instruct- 
ors crush all poetic flights ty imposing many tasks and 
weighty responsibilities upon their defenseless victims. 
C[The festival of this year will be long remembered, however, 
for it was on this day that Dr. and Mrs. Harker gave their 
annual dinner to the Seniors. Phi Ku hall, where dinner was 
served, was a most attractive spot with its red candles and 
hearts, and throughout the courses there were many remind- 
ers of the good saint. Afterward each guest had opportunity 
to display her genius in the now almost forgotten art of 
poesy, and many and varied were the forms it assumed. The 
little fortune slips which were tucked into each red rose were 
eagerly read and added to the merriment. 

C February, although a very short month, always brings 
much pleasure of many many sorts to the girls of I. W. C. 
This year has been no exception to the rule, and the fun has 
been keenly enjoyed. But that which brought the most en- 
joyment, or at least so the Juniors and Sophomores think, 
was the reception which the Seniors gave to those two classes 
^on I February 29. This was not such an affair as can come 
often, for many reasons, not the least of which is that the 
day upon which it was held is only in one year out of every 

CThe reception hall, library, main hall and society halls 
were beautifully decorated, not to mention the east entrance, 
which, transformed into a den, was most alluring with its 
pretty cosy corners, and its fragrant odor of incense. The 
library, utterly changed in outward appearance, by pennants, 

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pillows and a piano, was scarcely less popular spot, being well 
filled most of the evening. Proposals written by the girls 
were in harmony with the spirit of a leap year party, and 
some clever answers were received. In the society halls 
there were many little tables scattered here and there. The 
only light in the room, which came from many yellow- 
shaded candles, was suggestive of all sorts of pleasant things. 
Here attractive waitresses served dainty refreshments in a 
novel manner, which was in full accordance with the remain- 
der of the entertainment. The fortune-tellers' booths were 
well patronized, there often being a large number awaiting 
their turns to consult concerning the future. Music was a 
part of everything, and it is even whispered that a piano 
was heard at two minutes after twelve — on Sunday morn- 
ing! This is hard to believe of I. W. C. girls, but a faculty 
member vouches for the truth; therefore it must be so. But 
be that as it may, the reception was undoubtedly one of the 
prettiest and most successful affairs ever given at the Col- 

CThe following were among the out of town guests: Eex 
D. Warner, Lafa3'ette, Ind.; Xelson B. Good, Decatur, 111.: 
Carlyle Pemberton, Champaign, 111.; W. B. Conley, Clinton, 
Ind.; 0. L. Harrington, Chicago, 111.; L. A. Landon, Alton, 
111.; L. L. Freeman, William Ainsworth, Fred Copper, Ma- 
son City; Peter Holnbach, Rockbridge, 111.; Clyde Busey. 
Danville, 111.; Robert Prince, Beardstown, 111.; Earl Meharry, 
Tolono, 111. 

([Had it been possible for one of the Revolutionary patriots 
to have looked into the Woman's College on February 22, 
what a vision would have met his eyes! A dinner party and 
the guests in clothes such as were fashioned two centuries 
ago! Truly, the imaginary visitor himself, could not but be- 
lieve time had ceased, for were not the Avomen radiant in 
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been braver or more gallant in appearance? Presently the 
dinner came to an end and all were sunmioned to take part 
in a grand march. When this was over the wondering guest 
followed these pompous ladies and gentlemen into a hall — 
the chapel — where the following program was given by the 
college classes: 


Pantomime — Courtship of Miles Standish — Freshmen. 

Dialogue — Sophomores. 


Solo — Inez Freeman. 

Chalk Talk— Mary Metcalf . 

Farce — ^Seniors. 

COn Wednesday, March 4, Mrs. Dean gave one of her studio 
recitals and "tea drinkings," only it was '^coffee drinking" 
this time. The audience was composed of factulty members 
and expression students. After a short program she and 
Miss Piersol served the delicious hot coffee and cakes, and 
ever}' one declared, as usual, that Mrs. Dean's studio affairs 
Avere most charming. 

C While everyone was making Joyous plans, recently, for 
sleigh rides, the Sophomores could only look on with longing 
eyes. However, the Senior Preps, graciously asked us to 
share their big bob and bells, and a right royal time we had. 
Were we only seen and not heard? No, indeed! for it is an 
old and established custom that who ever goes for a bob-ride, 
may sing and give as many yells as they like. A delicious 
lunch was served to us at Talbott's. At seven we returned 
to our work, refreshed and exhilerated, but lamenting that 
such a pleasant ride had been so short. 
CA most delightful sleigh ride was given the Freshmen by 
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a^^ (Slight skirmish, with the Seniors who had stolen a ride in 
one of the sleds, a jolly bunch filling two bobs left the Col- 
lege. Still more variety was added when one of the horses 
tried kicking and had to be taken from the sled. But that 
did not spoil the good time, and after a long ride, oyster 
soupj pickles, celery, wafers and nuts were served at Vick- 
ery's, and another long ride followed 'till seven, by which 
time, of course, the Freshmen had to be home. 
CThen the girls gathered in the society halls and enjoyed a 
delightfully informal time. Here the Jumors served sand- 
wiches and fine hot coffee which Just "touched the spot.'' 
CAltogether the Freshmen feel that their Junior sisters cer- 
tainly knoAv how to give a lovely bob-sled party, and also, we 
may add, found it hard to go back to study after such a good 
, time. 

•'Don't make a fuss. 

Don't make a fuss. 

It's up to us. 

It's up to us. 

Hickety, hackety, sis, boom, ba! 

We're the Specials, rah, rah, rah! 
CAnd the Specials had their sleigh ride in spite of the Sen- 
iors, who tried their best to disable them with snow balls. 
Just as the sleigh started, one of the party was nearly 
dropped, but brave hands rescued her. After driving all over 
town to let people know that the Specials were out the driver 
pulled up before Vickery's, where the girls heartily demon- 
strated their appreciation of the elaborate supper which was 
served. But all good times must come to an end, and so soon 
afterwards the merry, hoarse, tired party alighted at the Col- 
lege still valiantly cheering the Specials. 

"A Special, a Special, a Special am I, 
A Special I'll be imtil I die." 

C Taking advantage of the fine snow fall, which Father Win- 
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in sweaters and coats, gathered outside the door about seven- 
thirty one evening, and as each member came out those who 
had gone before initiated her into the party with snow balls. 
Soon the jingling bells were heard and all were bundled into 
the big bob-sled and away they drove. No heed was paid 
the heavy snow flakes which continued falling. The merry 
voices in shouts and song were heard in many parts of the 
city, and at last at Vickery's, where everyone tumbled out. 
There the best of oyster suppers was had with toasts and 
good wishes for all. Keturning to school, the jolly party 
danced around their class officer in the entrance way, and 
gave again the old cry, Eah! Eah! Eah! Seniors. 


CThe marraige of Estelle Spitler, '06, to Lieutenant G-ov- 
ernor Lawrence Y. Sherman, March 4, at the home of the 
bride's mother in Montrose, came as a surprise to the polit- 
ical friends of the Lieutenant Governor throughout the state, 
though it is remembered here that he was a frequent caller 
at the Woman's College when Miss Spitler was a student. At 
present they are in Colorado Springs, the guests of relatives, 
and are to go later to Old Mexico. 

CThe marriage of Mrs. Lillian Woods Osborne, '79, to Mr. 
James T. King, long and closely identified with the business 
interests of Jacksonville, was likewise a surprise except to 
the more intimate friends of both. The ceremony was per- 
formed at the home of Mr. Edgar Crabtree, February 30, 
only a few relatives and friends being present. After the 
wedding they left for an extended trip through the South. 
Later they will return to make their home in Jacksonville. 
Mrs. King has been for several successive terms a trustee of 
the Woman's College, deeply interested in evrything that 
makes for the upbuilding of the institution. Her many 
friends among the Alumnae wish her continued happiness in 
the new home she is to enter. 

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CA very pretty Avedding was that of Anne Ayers Young to 
Mr. Percy A. Jenkinson, Wednesday afternoon, the fourth of 
March, in Westminster church of this city. Mr. and Mrs. 
Jenkinson will also make their home here. 

CWord has been received that Rev. and Mrs. Julian Wads- 
worth are on their way home, and are expecting to land in 
New York within a few days, coming directly here to visit 
Dr. and Mrs. Wm. F. Short, Mrs. Wadsworth's parents, and 
other relatives. Miss Kate Blackburn, "83, in a recent letter 
home, writes of having had a pleasant visit from the Wads- 
worths in Loftcha, Bulgaria, at the Girls' School of which 
she is the principal. 

CLNews has been received of the death of Mrs. M. B. McFad- 
den, February 20, in Tuscola, 111., at the home of her daugh- 
ter, Mrs. Grace McFadden Zanglun, of the class of 1906. 
CMrs. Lulu Weems Dungan, '89, also has the sympathy of 
the Alumnae in the recent loss of her mother, Mrs. T. D. 

Cln the death of Mrs. I. L. Morrison early in February, the 
College has lost another of the fast passing links that connect 
it with the early days of its history. 

CMrs. Morrison as Mrs. Eahlje, a young widow, was the first 
instructor in music the College ever had, beginning her work 
in 1852, and continuing her connection for several years. 
The students of those years have paid high tribute in their 
frequent reminiscence to the fineness of her qualities as an 
accomplished woman and as a teacher. 

Cln! the course of a few years she became the wife of Isaac 
L. Morrison, who later rose to distinction as a lawyer, and 
for more than fifty years Mrs. Morrison was identified with 
every movement among women to make Jacksonville a cen- 
ter of culture. 

CShe left the mark moreover on that first generation of 
school girls of a refined and brilliant personality, and as such 
the College remembers her. 

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Margaret's Adventure 3 

The Irish Revival 6 

The Tyranny of Custom 9 

Phi Nu 13 

Editorial 14 

Chapel Notes 15 

Art Notes 16 

Domestic Science 16 

Department of Expression 18 

Belles Lettres 18 

Music . . 19 

Locals 20 

Exchanges .... 22 

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C"Oh, Dixie, saddle Jasper and bring him to me," called a 
girl from the porch of a fine old southern house to a colored 
servant who was engaged in mowing the lawn. "All right, 
Miss Margaret, he will be hyar fo' you imejiately," and Dixie 
hurried toward the stable. 

CThe girl ran into the house and donned her riding habit, 
coming out again as Dixie came leading the horse — a beau- 
tiful animal, black as a coal and as sleek and shiny as two 
hands and a silk cloth could make him. As he saw his mis- 
tress he gave a gentle whinny. The girl ran forward and 
gave him a caress; then she sprang into her saddle, 
arranged her skirts, and giving Jasper a gentle "cluck" 
started down the long maple shaded drive to the road. Dixie 
gazed after her until she was lost around the curve, and 
shaking his woolly head muttered to himself: "She sho' is 
de darlin' of this hyar place. Why all of dem jist dote ober 
her. Some man will sho' be mighty proud dat gits her," and 
resumed his mowing. 

C Margaret gave Jasper his head when she reached the main 
road and, galloped swiftly along for some time. 
CIt was a beautiful May morning. The birds were caroling 
everywhere, and the sun seemed to be trying to outshine 
himself. A rabbit hopped from a bunch of grass and Jasper 
gave a little snort and jumped sidewise across the road. The 
girl quickly quieted him down and gave his mane a loving 
pat. "You are getting too warm, pet; we must go slower." 
He seemed to understand all she said and settled down in an 
easy running walk. 
CAs she turned down an unfrequented lane she thought she 

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saw the form of a man in a crab thicket a little ahead at one 
side of the road. She looked again, was she mistaken? No, 
but why was a man hiding there? Could it be possible! 
What should she do? She decided to ride on without notic- 
ing him and watch. She rode past, never looking to right 
or left, until she was out of sight; then giving Jasper a sharp 
tap with her whip, she flew down the road until she reached 
a gate that led into a pasture behind the thicket. She hur- 
ried through it and then slowly and cautiously guided Jas- 
per around a large knoll and under the shadow of two large 
oak trees. In front of her were two enormous boulders and 
in this retreat she sat and listened. 

CShe staid for about fifteen minutes without seeing any- 
thing of importance — then slowly out of the thicket a man 
emerged, with a box under his arm. He looked about to 
make sure no one was watching, then ran towards the bould- 
ers. Margaret was afraid. What was he going to do? He 
was such an ugly man with a great scar across his cheek. 
Suddenly he disappeared. This was certainly strange. Where 
had he gone? She determined to see the place; it must be 
in the boulder somewhere, for there was no other place to 
hide. She spoke to Jasper and slowly rode out around a safe 
distance from the rocks. There must be a secret door in 
them, but where? She was perplexed, and looking down, her 
attention was attracted to a piece of something half hidden 
in the tall grass. She slipped from her saddle and picked it 
up. Was it possible? Yes, there was an one hundred dollar 
bill! Then a thought flashed through her mind, and catch- 
ing the horn lightly swung herself into the saddle and 
dashed away towards home. 

CMr. Delaine was the sheriff at the time. He was sitting 
on the porch when she came galloping in waving something 
frantically in her hand. "Come quick, papa!" she called, 
and throwing aside his paper he hastened to her. "See — 
what — I — have — found!" she gasped, and thrust the bill in 
his face. "Why, Margaret — tell me quick — Dixie bring Ned 
to me at once!" She quickly told him all, and taking his 
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horse from the startled Dixie, galloped off with her. They 
rode quickly to Marysville and secured some stout rope, and 
telling some men soon had an armed posse. 
CWith the two police of Marysville with them, Mr. Delaine 
and Margaret led the way, the posse following. They went 
slowly to the suspected place and hunted for an opening. It 
"seemed impossible to find any, hut Margaret was sure the 
man had gone in there. Just then she saw a spot that look- 
ed like a nail head and a large crack along one side; she 
pointed to it and laughed, "press the button." Mr. Delaine 
put his finger on the place, it yielded to his touch; he pushed 
again, and slowly a rude door opened out of the rock. 
CA yell of terror came from the inside, and grasping tighter 
their guns the posse barred the way. They peered in and 
saw a dimly lighted cave with three men inside. Escape was 
impossible and the arrest of three desperate criminals long 
sought and almost despaired of was quickly effected. 
C There was great excitement over the affair in Marysville, 
the county seat, and Margaret's pluck and bravery were ad- 
mired and praised by all. 

CWhen Jasper, tired and dusty, carried her into her yard 
at home, he seemed to know what an exciting event he had 
taken, part in, and raising his beautiful head gave a whinny 
as much as to say, ''The conquerors have returned; let every- 
one take notice.'' M. C, Special. 

When the girls are only babies 

Their mammas quite insist. 
That they by us against our will 

Be kissed, kissed, kissed. 
But when the girls are sweet sixteen. 

Their mammas say we shan't. 
And though we'd like to kiss them. 

We can't, can't, can't. — Ex. 

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CThe language and literature of a people are necessarily tlie 
expression of the characteristics and conditions of that peo- 
ple. Are they fond of beauty and culture — their literature 
will be noble and majestic. Are they fierce and warlike — 
from that race spring the hero songs and epics. Are they a 
simple home and nature loving people — then folklore and 
quaint old ballads will be the chief feature of their litera- 
ture. Language and literature are indeed the priceless treas- 
ure of a people, the record of all they have been in the past, 
the incentive to a broader, richer life in the future — the key- 
note, in short of all their national being. To lose either is 
to become a people bereft of their birthright, shorn of their 
intellectual and moral possibilities, hopeless, despairing. 
And such is the pathetic, well-nigh tragic situation of Ire- 

C Several centuries ago when the English brought their 
armies to conquer Ireland, they found not a nation proper, 
but a number of small nations or tribes with no unity in 
government, no common flag, no private or hereditary prop- 
erty; nothing to bind the tribes together except religion and 
a passionate attachment to Erin, as they called their coun- 
try. Each tribe was governed by a chief allied to his subor- 
dinates by ties of blood relationship^ and to him the clans- 
men were attached as to a common father, throwing them- 
selves ardently into all his quarrels and ready to die for him 
at any moment. 

C Inseparably connected with each chief and tribe were a 
number of poets and bards, who made poetry and music a 
state institution. Singers were the necessary attendants of 
princes and kings. The harp was the universal instrument, 
and might be heard wherever the people gathered. Studied 
so generally and so thoroughly, the harp was raised to a de- 
gree of perfection never before attained, which brought Irish 
music in the middle ages to a position equaled only by that 
gift of eloquent, impassioned speech, the richest heritage of 
the Irish race. 

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CWhat a contrast between that glorious land of happy, in- 
telligent people, ready to take their place on an equal foot- 
ing with the good and strong of other lands, and the Ireland 
of to~day. "Now her head is low and she enters the court 
of the nations with apology and great embarrassment.'' 
There are few left among her people who can speak as na- 
tives the tongue whioh to-day the little children are learning 
in the public schools. The ancestral language is now spoken 
only along the western seaboard and in unfrequented parts 
of the country; probably even there only by some old man 
or woman to whom the English language has not come. 
Truly a pathetic condition for a nation whose fondness for 
her national life and all that pertains to it, both in splendor 
of literature and beauty of language, is far beyond the ordi- 

CWhat has been the cause of this condition? It is not as 
one might at first suppose the result of a natural process of 
decay, but it has come from the deliberate policy of the 
Board of National Education, which, being under English 
control and backed by the expenditure of thousands of Eng- 
lish pounds, has pursued with unwavering pertinacity the 
great aim of entirely destroying this fine Aryan language. 
In furtherance of this purpose, the schools of Ireland are 
under the dominance of people who have always been against 
the Irish and against the language of the country, and who, 
until three or four years ago, practically forbade the teaching 
of the Irish language in the schools) or the speaking of it to 
the scholars. In what other Christian country could be seen 
such a sight as that of school teachers attempting to instruct 
children when the language of each is uiiintelligible to the 

CThe results of this system are exceedingly pitiful. "Bright 
eyed, intelligent children," says Mr. Hyde, "second in intelli- 
gence to none in Europe, with all the traditional traits of a 
people cultured for 1,500 years, children endowed with a 
vocabulary in every day use of about 3,000 words — while the 
ordinary English peasant has often not more than 500 — 

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enter the schools of the chief commissioner to come out at 
the end with all their natural vivacity gone, their intelli- 
gence almost completely sapped, their splendid command of 
their native language lost forever, and a vocabulary of five 
or six hundred English words, badly pronounced and bar- 
barously employed, substituted for it, and this they in their 
turn will transmit to their children; while everything that 
they knew on entering the school, story, lay, poem, song, 
aphorism proverb and the unique treasure of an Irish speak- 
er's mind is gone forever." All of which means that the 
Board of National Education actuated either by a false sense 
of imperialism' or by an overmastering desire to centralize is 
engaged in replacing an intelligent generation of men by an 
unintelligent and utterly stupid one. 

CSuch is the condition of the Ireland of the present. But 
there is a gleam of hope for the patriotic, struggling people, 
in the organization recently of the Gaelic League, formed for 
the purpose of grappling with this monster of Anglicization, 
The movement has already touched the life of Ireland on 
many sides. It has had its social and political effect, it has 
aroused a very strong and widespread feeling in support of 
Irish industries, and thus, by the diffusion of employment 
and the circulation of money, has had a tendency to stop the 
widespread emigration of Ireland's younger generation, and 
has aroused in them a greater pride in their country. 
CThe chief aim of the movement, however, is to restore the 
Irish tongue as the language of the hearths and homes of 
Ireland, to study the ancient Irish history, antiquities, social 
ideals and folklore, to revive the native and songs; in short, 
to create a literature that shall reincarnate the oldest liter- 
ary tradition in Europe, except that of Greece. 
<[In this effort the Irish look to America for sympathy, and 
America, perceiving her brave struggles, recalls the former 
glories of the Emerald Isle, and sees in them an augury of 
the place among the nations which Ireland may yet fill, by 
returning to her own language and creating in it a new liter- 
ature for herself. H. C, '08. 
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"Man yields to custom as he bows to fate 
In all things ruled — body, mind, estate. 
In pain, in sickness we for a cure apply — 
We know not and we know not why." 

CThis quaint quotation from George Crabbe voices a senti- 
ment universally true. People everywhere are the slaves of 
custom. Our proudest boast is that we live in a free land, 
and yet this freedom of conscience and liberty of thought, 
word and deed, concerning' which any school boy can speak 
so' glibly, are only myths. Our country is instead under the 
sway of a stern ruler who is more harsh and cruel to his sub- 
jects than any czar. When those who had left Europe be- 
cause of oppression first reached the American shores they 
rejoiced over having escaped tyranny. But unfortunately, 
or perhaps fortunately, they could not see that they had 
brought with them the most exacting of all tyrants, old King 
Custom. We, their descendants, ridicule some of the older 
countries for their lack of progressiveness and their slavery 
to custom, when, in reality, we are less free than any other 
nation. The peasant woman of France or Germany wears 
with perfect equanimity garments made even to the minutes i 
detail after the fashions of generations ago. But no Amer- 
ican woman can be truly happy if forced to wear a last year's 
coat or a skirt made on an out-of-date model. We are bound 
in a peculiar manner. We have not the chains which long 
ages naturally place upon a country, for our country is too 
young for these. But because of the very comopolitan na- 
ture of our nation our bonds are the outgrowth of all the 
customs which the centuries have imposed upon many na- 
tions. Because our customs are almost entirely those brought 
from other countries we have their habits, their thoughts 
and their prejudices. 

C Think, for instance, of the buttons on the back of a man's 
coat, just at the waistline. Of what use or ornament can 
they possibly be considered? Yet no tailor would make a 

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coat without them, and no man who is even ordinarily par- 
ticular about his clothes would accept it when so made. In 
these days the pen and the even sharper tongue have dis- 
placed the sword as a weapon of offense and defense. Yet 
these buttons which formerly supported the sword-belt are 
still used. 

fl^nd their hats! Woman, who already has plenty of pro- 
tection for her head, more or less natural according to the 
length of her pairse, covers it with a further adornment or 
disfigurement which goes by the name of a hat, while man, 
who often needs something to afford protection from the 
chill breezes as well as to hide the ravages which time has 
made upon his locks, is utterly denied any such solace by 
stern and implacable custom. 

f[And does it seem to anyone a wholly satisfactory and com- 
plete wedding if shoes and and rice are not hurled after the 
happy pair? Yet when pressed for a reason for this custom 
people are unable to give one any more satisfactory than the 
vague, "Oh, it brings good luck." Just why good luck 
should be supposed to dwell in old shoes and hard grainy rice 
is a mystery. Yet merely because the Eomans cast these 
things after the newly-married as a propitiation to some god- 
dess, we still annoy our friends with them and cheerfully re- 
fuse to see the strength of the fetters which bind us to the 
custom, and its present utter lack of meaning. 
ClAnother outgrown adjunct to a wedding is the best man. 
He is only a relic. A relic of the time when marriage was 
largely a matter of capture and two or three friends accom- 
panied the bridegroom to assist in compelling the "willing 
consent" of the bride. 

CWe place coins and papers in the corner stone of any im- 
portant building, but seldom remember that this is only a 
survival of a grewsome custom of using human bodies for 
adding strength to the foundations of bridges and buildings. 
fTThe uncovering of the head and baring of the hand when 
greeting a friend would seem to be only a simple matter of 
respect or courtesy. Yet this too dates back to the days of 
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feudalism when to remove the helmet and the steel glove was 
considered as an indication of perfect trust in one's com- 
panion. The necessity for such a sign of confidence has long 
since disappeared, but not so the custom. 
COur speech, too, is plentifully adorned or marred, as you 
like, by the words and phrases imposed upon it by long cus- 
tom. We have, all of us, in our days in the grammar grades 
endured the misery of being dressed up in our best and 
"speaking a piece" which we had previously and with much 
difficulty "learned by heart." But we did not realize then, 
nor do we often do so now, that this latter phrase is only a 
reminder of the time when people believed that all knowl- 
edge came not from the head, but the heart. "Blind as a 
bat" is also a survival of that same era when people thought 
that because a bat's eyes were useless to it in the daylight it 
must necessarily be blind. From this it grew to have a wider 
application. People used it in speaking of those who refused 
to see the truth as they saw it, and who must needs therefore 
be mentally blind. 

CAnd that very common article, a pocket handkerchief, em- 
bodies in its name a curious anomaly. The original was a 
head covering or kerchief, and in times of distress the fair 
wearer would snatch it off to dry her tears. But this neces- 
sity for its use was so frequent that finally it became cus- 
tomary to carry an extra one in order to have it more con- 
venient. To-day we have its descendant, a wisp of lace and 
linen, which really goes by the curious name of pocket — 
hand — headcovering. And yet so bound are we by old cus- 
tom that no one has ever evolved any more suitable or 
euphonius name. 

CBut are our manners and our words all that are colored by 
the traditions of custom? Our thoughts are influenced to 
an even greater extent. There is scarcely an opinion that 
we hold which is not directly or indirectly influenced by the 
prejudices which have come down to us from many genera- 
tions. And it is not only those people who do not think for 
themselves who are thus influenced, but in many cases our 

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best and deepest thinkers are unable to free themselves 
wholly from these prejudices. 

CYou and I assert that we are not in the least superstitious 
and that all those people who are moved by superstitious awe 
or fear are exceedingly foolish and ignorant. Yet are we 
not really happier to see the new moon over the right 
shoulder rather than over the left, and do we not have at 
least a slight hesitancy about beginning anything at all im- 
portant upon Friday? 

C After all what can we do about it? Is there any relief? 
Perhaps help may come through woman, whose recognized 
disregard of written law is a source of both amusement and 
distress to the worthy officials who attempt to enforce the 
laws of this great country of ours. Eecall some bits of your 
history to know of their courage and daring. Who of us 
does not know the story of Queen Esther? And what part 
of that story is the most impressed upon our minds? Is it 
not that she, a young girl, dared to do more than any of the 
old, wise, brave warriors at the court, dared to break the laws 
of the Persians? Perchance that same spirit may manifest 
itself in a disregard of the unwritten laws, the laws of cus- 
tom, and some day the so-called new woman may liberate us. 
These latter years have marked her physical development. In 
the past it was only Tommy who could climb trees or scram- 
ble up to the ridgepole of the barn. To-day Mary may do 
so and not be called a hoyden — she may even walk, run, ride 
or row as long as she chooses, and no one is shocked if she 
prefers tennis or golf to the more "ladylike" game of croquet 
or parchesa. 

{Jilt is only a step then until she goes still farther and helps 
us to free ourselves from the chains under which we have 
so long chafed. Through her helpi, and hers along, will we 
be able to escape from the tyranny of custom. 

E. M. P., '09. 

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CThe Phi Nu open meeting was held in the Music Hall 
March 23. The following program was given: 

Piano Solo — Hungarian Ehapsody, No. 2 Lis/t 

Irene Bardt, '11. 

Oration — The Irish Eevival 

Hortense Corbett, '08. 

Original Story — A Game of Forfeits 

Dorothy Virgin, '08. 

Paper — The Tyranny of Custom 

Margaret Potts, '09. 

Vocal Duet — The Fisherman Qahrissi 

Bessie Beyer, Special, and Edith Conley, '08. 

Eeading — ^Her First Apearance Eichard H. Davis 

Millieent Eowe, '13. 

Ohalk Talk— A Day at I. W. C 

Helen Lewis, '09. 

Paper — Our City 

Zelda Henson, '12. 

Vocal Solo — Angel's Serenade Braga 

Jessie Eottger, '08. 

Violin Oblgato 

Zella Sidell, '08. 
Phi Ku Song. 
CTwo new members. Miss Helen Lynd and Miss Pearl Jen- 
nings, have been received into the society. 
CWe are glad to welcome back one of our former members. 
Miss Florence Binford, who has entered school again to fin- 
ish the term. 

CThe society farce, "A Box of Monkeys," will be given in 
Music Hall Monday evening. May 4. 

CTeaeher — "What do you consider the greatest achievement 

of the Eoman people?" 

CVirgil Student— "Talking Latin."— Ex. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith. Conley, Euhy Eyan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Eolfe. 

C Gentle reader, pardon us if we seem to presume too much 
in claiming kinship with] the great, with, for instance, "Will- 
iam Lloyd Garrison, head, heart and hands of the radical 
little Liberator for anti-slavery; with the wise and politic 
Greely, editor of the New York Tribune, and a veritable 
sign board himself to the western plains (strange that so few 
of these duly instructed young men present themselves at 
the hospitable doors of the Woman's College!); with Joseph 
Addison and Eichard Steele of "Spectator" fame. We, you 
know, edit the "College Greetings!" Surely relationship de- 
pends not so much upon blood, as upon likeness of taste, 
similarity of motive, sameness of ideals, and most of all upon 
the bond of sympathy. Joy seeks company and we need not 
be reminded of the like quest of misery. It is proverbial. 
You who have not sought fame in this direction of Journal- 
ism know nothing of our trials and tribulations, know noth- 
ing of our hopes, and how they are often ruthlessly dashed 
to pieces by the unappreciating public; know nothing in fact 
of the anxieties, the toils, the glory we editors, great and 
;Small, receive — but we will not blame you for not appre- 
hending the last. Glory is indeed an almost absent element, 
and can be discerned only by a very trained eye, one which 
has long been accustomed to searching for such rare and in- 
tangible things. N"o doubt Horace Greely received many 
letters complaining about his paper — some article was too 
long, another too dull; one cried, "Too much similarity;" 
another, "Not enough jokes." Well, and do we not have to 
bear the same sort of thing? Indeed, yes. For example — 
the new number is just out, and we are waiting in fear and 
trembling to hear the verdict. "I don't see why you don't 
have more jokes," is perhaps the first thing we hear, quickly 
followed by the comment, "Now that story is pretty good. 

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Why don't you have more witty things, though?" Wit! 
Alas! if that person only knew how hard it is to find true 
wit in any form she would eliminate that word from her vo- 
'cabulary forever! Some one asks, "Why don't you have 
more locals?" And yet Just a week before we asked that very 
person if she knew any locals — and of course she didn't, add- 
ing by way of explanation that she didn't care very much for 
such items anyhow. Half an hour after the jDapers have been 
delivered we are fully convinced that that number is a miser- 
able failure from beginning to end. Not an article in it has 
escaped the conscientious examination and pronouncement 
of our critics, and they are legion. Yet however "down and 
out" we may feel, we must hustle for the next number, and 
try to "make good" in that. 


CIt was our especial pleasure on Friday, April tenth, to 
have with us at the chapel hour Mr. and Mrs. Julian Wads- 
worth of Brockton, Massachusetts, who have just returned 
from a year abroad. Mrs. Wadsworth, as Miss May Stout, 
was for some time at the head of the Art Department of the 
Woman's College, and Mr. Wadsworth has been a life-long 
friend of the school. Aside from his own greetings, he was 
able to bring those of Miss Kate B. Blackburn (I. W. C, '83) 
and of Miss Kellie Eisinmeyer, who is at present living in 
Eome. He had but recently visited the former at her school 
in Lovetch, Bulgaria, and had seen the wonderful success of 
her work among the Bulgarian girls. 

There was a young lady named Nelle, 
Who considered herself quite a belle. 

She sat on the sand. 

And held her own hand. 
And didn't catch on to the sell. — Ex. 

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C Friday evening, March 20th, was the date of the annual 
studio spread, and promptl}'^ at six o'clock all the art stu- 
dents and guests assembled in the studio. The contents oi 
the man)'^ baskets and curious shaped bundles that had been 
coming all afternoon were arranged for serving on long 
tables, presided over by several of the students. After din- 
ner and a little social chat, every one departed, feeling that 
it was the best spread that had ever been held. The menu 

persed the things to each person who passed in long file. 
After dinner and a litte social chat, every one departed, feel- 
ing that it was the best spread that had ever been held. The 
men was: 

Sandwiches. Bread and Butter. 

Nut. Ham. 

Banana Salad. Potato Chips, 

Pickles. Olives. Eadishes. 

Crackers andl Roquefort Cheese. 

Ice Cream. Cakes. 

Coffee. Mints. 

CThe guests included the girls who had posed for sketch 

class and Dr. and Mrs, Harker, Mrs. Knopf, Miss Weaver, 

and Mrs. Lyman. 

CSome very attractive posters have been made during the 
past month for the two society plays and the operetta given 
by the musical faculty. 
CMiss Florence Binford has enrolled for craft work. 


CThe first Senior luncheon was given Tuesday, March 3, by^ 
Miss Jennie Harker, with Miss Ada Buekholz as waitress 
and Miss Emma Lattner as cook. The luncheons were 
planned so that they would furnish the food principles in 
the correct proportions and at a cost of one dollar and eighty 
cents for six people. The menu served was: 
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Grape Fruit. 

Cutlets of Sweetbread a la Victoria. 

Mushroom Sauce. Glaced Sweet Potatoes. 

Creamed Cauliflower on Toast. 

Grape Ice. Eolls. 

Celery and Cucumber Salad. 

Wafers. Olives. 

StrawbeiTies in Sponge Baskets with Whipped Cream. 


CThe guests were Dr. and Mrs. Harker^ Miss Eolfe and Dr. 
and Mrs. Pitner. 

CMiss Lattner's Senior luncheon was given Thursday, April 
2. Miss Ada Buckholz was waitress and Miss Jennie Harker 
cook. Those present were Miss Weaver, Mr. and Mrs. Eng- 
lish, Mrs. Gates and Mrs. Smith. The following menu was 

Cream Pea Soup. 

Wafers. Olives. 

Breaded Veal Cutlets. 

Potato Balls. Eolls. Glaced Parsnips. 

Peppermint Ice. 

Waldorf Salad. Wafers. 

Apricot Jelly with Whipped Cream. 
Marguerites. Coffee. 

CThe last Senior luncheon was given Thursday, April 9, 
with Miss Ada Buckholz as hostess. Miss Jennie Harker as 
waitress and Miss Emma Lattner as cook: 

Olives. Crontons. 

Mock Bisque Soup. 

French Chops. Potato Croquettes. 

Creamed Peas in Timbale Cases. 

Eolls. Coffee. 

Cucumber and Tomato Salad. 

Strawberry Charlotte Eusse. 

Lady Fingers. 

CThe guests who enjoyed this luncheon were Mrs. Lambert, 
Mr. and Mrs. Stead, Mrs. Ward and Mrs. Sharpe. 
CThe new furnishings for the dining room are extremely 
attractive and the girls all feel more than repaid for the work 
of earning them. 

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CThe students of the Department of Expression gave a re- 
cital Wednesday, April 15, that was most pleasing in all its 
numbers. The following was the program given: 

Rebecca Mary Donnell 

Katherine Yates. 

The Brushwood Babes Carolyn Wells 

Gertrude Brown. 
Two Chickens 

Stella Ford. 
Xellie--s Gift 

Mae Brown. 
The Boat to Slumber Land Field 

Myra Correll. 

Joe Eicket's Easter Slossen 

Edith Dahman. 
In a Shoe Shopi, Monologue IFsk 

Bessie Beyer. 


COne of the most artistically staged farces that has beeen 
given at the Woman's College was put on Monday evening, 
April 13, by the Belles Lettres society — "A Detective in 

dThe parts were all well taken and the costumes and the 
settings were in every instance particularly charming. Per- 
haps the second scene, that in the conservatory showing the 
red lights through the palms, won the greatest applause. The 
cast was as follows: 

Mrs. Evelyn Warrington Miss Kessler 

Octavia Prothingham, her sister and a college graduate 

Miss Porterfield 

George Kapper, detective from Chicago Miss Reed 

Mary, Mrs. Warrington's maid Miss Ash 

Mr. Cummings and Mrs. Green, friends of Mrs. War- 
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rington Miss Tiebout and Miss Eyan 

Susan, a maid Miss LaTeer 

Other ladies at Mrs. Warrington's Tea. 
Act I. — Scene: Mrs. Warrington's dressing room. 
Act II. — Scene: Alcove of a ball room. 
Act III. — Scene: Afternoon tea at Mrs. Warrington's. 


CMiss Euby Eyan gave her Senior piano recital March 26. 
She was assisted by Mr. Elmer Adams, violinist. The follow- 
ing program was given: 

Capriccio Scarlatti 

Papillons (Twelve pieces representing scenes in Vienna) 


Violin — In May Von Fielitz 

Scherzo Von Groens 

The Nightingale Liszt 

Witches' Dance MacDowell 

Nocturne, Op. 37, No. 3 Chopin 

Variations, Op. 12 Chopin 

Scherzo (from Concerto in E. Major) Moszkowski 

Orchestral parts on second piano. 
f[On April 2, Miss Helen' Colean, pianist, and Miss Jess 
Eottger, soprano, gave their recital, with the following pro- 

Sonata, Op. 14, No. 1 Beethoven 

Allegro and Eondo. 

I Know That My Eedeemer Liveth (Messiah) Handel 

Waltz, Opi. 69, No. 1 Chopin 

To a Wild Eose MacDowell 

Soirees de Vienne, No. 6 Shubert-Liszt 

Warum? Schumann 

Micaela's Aria (Carmen) Bizet 

*Concerto, C. major Weber 

xldagio. Presto. 

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Thou Art So Like a Flower C'hadwick 

Sweet Wind That Blows Chadwlck 

Heart's Delight Gilchrist 

*Orchestral parts on second piano. 
CMiss Bertha Mason, pianist, and Miss Myrtle Short, violin- 
ist, rendered the following program April 9: 

Sonata, F major (piano and violin) Grieg 

First Movement. ■ 

Piano — Sonata, Op. 10, No. 1 Beethoven 

Allegro Molto, con brio. Adagio Molto. 

Violin — Concerto, Op. 64 Mendelssohn 

Andante and Finale. 

Piano — Polonaise, A major Chopin 

Serenade Sinding 

Tarantella Leschetizky 

Violin— Andante Thome 

Mazurka Yarzyki 

Scherzo Palaschoko 

Piano — *Finale (from Concerto, C minor) Eaff 

*Orchestral parts on second piano. 
CAll of these recitals have been well attended and the pro- 
grams have been remarkably good. 


CBeulah Hodgson, Stella Shepherd and Zilla Eanson came 
back for the Belles Lettres play. 

CThirza Woods visited the first week in April at her home 
in Kansas City, Missouri. 

Clva Alderson, a former I. W. C. student, spent a part of 
last week at the College. 

CFlorence Binford, an I. W. C. girl of last year, but who has 
been attending De Paw University this year, returned here 
for the spring term. 

CMiss Sherwood, who was called to her home in x4.1ton by 
the illness of her sister, returned the first of this week. 
CMiss McDowell is here for a visit with friends at the Col- 
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lege and in town. 

CMiss Mary Miller has been called home by the serious ill- 
ness of her father. 

CDr. and Mrs. Harker have received word of the birth of a 
son, George Joseph, to their daughter, Mrs. Metcalf, of Ke- 

CEdnaKienzle Davis, '04, and little daughter, visited her 
sister, Claire, for several days. 

CKorah McClurg of Urbana, a music student of last year, 
has been here as the guest of Mary Billing. 
C Invitations for the Easter reception have been issued by 
Dr. and Mrs. Harker. 

C Norma Council enjoyed a short visit from her father re- 

C Olive Nevins, one of last year's girls, returned for Euby 
Eyan's piano recital. 

CThe Senior tables have been set up and the Seniors are 
overjoyed to bequeath some of their manifold duties to the 
younger and less experienced sisters. They feel that seven 
months of such excellent training by example should be fol- 
lowed by a little practice in the gentle art of serving. 
C Jane McConaughy and Hazel St. Cerny spent Easter with 
Helen Lewis at her home in Quincy. 

([This is the period of Senior vacations and many of the 
Senior classes are sadly depleted. Hortense Corbett, Euby 
Eyan, Eugenia Marshall, and Ada Buckholtz spent theirs at 
their home, and Jenne Harker went to Glenarm for a short 
visit with Geneva Lard, '06. 

CMrs. Eppert and little daughter of Terre Haute, Ind., 
spent a few days with her daughters, Mary and Lillian. 
CHattie and Myrtle Walker had a pleasant visit from their 
father and little sister early in April. 

CMrs. Jennings of Centralia is the guest of her daughter 

CMiss Mabel Pinnell is entertaining her cousin. Miss Marie 
Stoneberner, of Kansas, and her friend, Miss Dollarhide, of 

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C Elsie Fackt spent Easter in Petersburg, the guest of Lil- 
lian Thompson. 

CMiss Elizabeth Bell, a Special of last year, is the guest of 
Myrtelle Short. 

CMiss Katherine Hutchinson has had visits from her father 
and mother the last month. 

CMiss Dicie Savage entertained Mrs. Meharry of Tolono 
several days last month. 

CJess Miller and ISTell Eobinson had the pleasure of enter- 
taining their fathers for a few days. 

CGreorgia Anderson, Special, has left school because of ill- 
ness at home. 

CAlma Booth has been spending some time with her sister 
in Mt. Yernon. 

C.Mr, and Mrs. Putnam of Hoopeston were at the College 
early in April and took their daughter, Lila, with them for 
for a few days' visit in Kansas. 

CMrs. Purkett of Thompsonville paid her first visit to the 
College a short time ago. 


fIThe Western Oxford has a general good appearance. The 
cover design is neat, the paper and print are good, and the 
material is well arranged. The stories and essays are espe- 
cially good in the February number. 

f[We are glad to find the Eeveille again on our table. It 
only comes quarterly and is always a welcome visitor. We 
consider it one of our best exchanges. The stories and poem 
this issue are of especial merit. 

CThe Augustana Observer for March is well edited, but it 
lacks a story, which is always a pleasing feature of a paper. 
C.The article entitled "The Knocker" in the Decaturan is 
well worth reading. Also the article on "Debating" might 
be helpful to those who are interested in that line of work. 
CThe March number of the Campus is not well proport- 
ioned. More space is given to the exchange and locals than 
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they deserve in comparison to what is devoted to the more 

literary material. 

CThe Central Wesley an Star has the unique feature of both 

a German and an English department. 

41 Teacher — "Jimmie, correct this sentence, "Our teacher am 

in sight.'^ 

CJimmie — "Our teacher am a sight." 

When you're foolin' in the library, 

A havin' lots o' fun, 
A laughing and a gibberin' 
, As if your time had come. 
You had better watch the corner, 

And keep kinder lookin' out 
Er the librarian'll get you, 

Ef you don't watch out. — Exchange. 

There's a sea of depths unsounded, 

And capacity unbounded. 

At its contents we're astounded; 

It's the Pound. 
If your book you cannot find. 
Though you search till you are blind. 
Till you almost lose your mind. 

Search the Pound. 
Should you make some excavations 
You would get some revelations 
And perhaps some explanations 

From the Pound. 
There are loads of books indeed, 
They're the books you ought to read 
From whose presence you are freed 

By the Pound. 
Said a maiden, blue and bored, 
"I have lost my health, reward!" 
Said the girls with one accord, 

"Search the Pound!" 

— White and Gold Exchange. 

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Between the morning and noon-bell. 
When hunger begins to devour; 

There's a time in the day's occupation 
That is known as the English hour. 


I sit by the Avindow and ponder 
From eleven to twelve each day; 

There's droning of voices about me, 
I know little of what they say. 


My head drops onto my elbow, 

And I almost go to sleep, 
I wake with a start, for attention * 

On the subject, I must keep. 


We hear of Jonson and Fielding, 
Of Shakespeare, Daniel Defoe, 

Of novels, romances and poems, 
Widsith, Amelia, Crusoe. 


We hear of Clarissa Harlowe, 
The tale of a wayward girl. 

Of Byron, Pamela, the Vicar, 
Till my head is lost in a whirl. 


So between the morn and the noon-bell. 
When hunger begins to devour;' 

Comes this time in the day's occupation. 
Beware — 'tis the English hour. 

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€|| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€[| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€}] Subscriptions, ^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€j| Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


The Quetzal Crown ? 

A Case of Extortion 7 

The Call of the Spanish Dance ii 

Locals 15 

Editorial, May Day 18 

PhiNu 19 

Belles Lettres 20 

Chapel Notes 20 

Easter Reception 21 

Spelling Match 21 

Y. W. C. A 21 

Music 22 

Seniors 24 

Sophomores . 24 

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Vol. XI. Jacksonville, 111., May 1908 No. 8 


CAll the colors of the sunlight played about Montezuma's 
head as he adTanced toward the sacrificial stone. He was 
decked in barbaric splendor. The long blue plumes of the 
Quetzal with their irridescent hues swept down from his head; 
jewels, the rarest of the kingdom added their color; the 
heavy bracelets, the golden sandals, the long speat on whose 
point the blood of the enemy had scarcely dried — all bespoke 
him a king. Eoyally he advanced to witness the dying strug- 
gle of his victims as they were laid upon the great stone. 
There were the priests ready to perform their horrid rites; 
back of him came his followers, half naked, decked in gay 
trappings and all carrying spears. 

COne might have thought that this great festal company 
was glorying in the success of their king, but the sullen 
scowls that were everywhere visible said otherwise. The peo- 
ple had been turned against their leader by Tizoc, one of the 
mightest nobles of this great tribe of the Aztecs. He was at 
that moment watching with the eye of a serpent each move- 
ment of the king. In his heart burned a great hatred fed by 
the fire of ambition, for he had long desired to wield the 
spear of authority. Taught by eraft and cunning, he had 
moved in and out among the people, poisoning them by in- 
vidious hints, and so winning their good graces that they 
were ready to revolt at his slightest signal. The plots had 
been carefully laid and only the sight of the Quetzal crown 
was needed to madden Lizor and to brinf matters to a crisis. 
"0, king, to-day thou must die," he vowed as he turned to 
one of his followers and said: "Send word to each man that 

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he be ready to kill all who dares stand for the king. I shall 
slay him as he returns to his palace." 

CThe blood of the last victim had flowed from the stone, 
the gods of the Aztecs were appeased, and the splendid array 
had turned once more toward the palace, when Lizoc, who was 
a few feet behind Montezuma, and who was watched by all 
his followers, stopped, poised his spear, leaped upward with 
a fiendish yell, and hurled it. The Quetzal crown fell into 
the dust, the great Montezuma groaned and then was quiet, 
for the goddess of death had carried his spirit to the land of 
bliss. Tizoc bounded forward exultantly, pulled the spear 
from the body of the king and brandished it above his head 
with a wild yell as a signal for his men to, mass about hiuL 
The battle raged fiercely for a few moments, but soon those 
who stood for the king were put to flight. Then Tizoc turn- 
ed to strike, the royal insignia from his rival. Bracelets 
sandals and even the dress were placed upon the usurper, he 
lifted the spear — the crown was placed upon his head — ^he 
was king. A wild cheer greeted him, he marched triumph- 
antly on to the palace, crying death upon the royal family 
all who dare defend them. 

C First he went to the queen's apartments, but here he found 
only two or three terrified women; the queen and her little 
son had fled in company with Montezuma's nephew, who had 
warned them. Outside the gates they met an old priest 
whom they bade go back and preserve the crown for the 
young prince. 

CWhen the old priest reached the palace Tizoc was in a 
rage. Men were being sent to search for the intended vic- 
tims in the city and surrounding country. After a time, furi- 
ous 3^et baffled, the king returned with his nobles to Monte- 
zuma's apartments, where he feasted until midnight. 

At last all the nobles had stolen from the room and Tizoc 
was alone save for his attendants. Then a curious scene was 
enacted. The crown was taken from his head with great 
ceremony. By the flare of the torch he counted each jewel; 
he caressed each feather; he polished the golden beak with 

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his finger; and lie folded the whole croM^n in his arms and 
kissed it. Yea, his god was before him, he poured out his 
abject homage to it. Then lifting it as if it were a fragile 
bubble he laid it in a box-like opening at the head of his 
couch. Two faithful guards took their place beside it, the 
other attendants withdrew to the far end of the room, and 
soon all were asleep. No one saw a silent figure creep into 
the room; no one saw the hand that raised the crown and dis- 
appeared with it. Tizoc dreamed on, never realizing that his 
joy was like the grass over which the winds of death had 

([Morning came and Tizoc started up calling his attendants 
to bring his robe and jewels. He turned to reach for the 
crown himself, but what a sight greeted his eyes — two dead 
guards and an empty chest! A wail of rage and anger broke 
from him. His men fled swiftly to search for the crown at his 
command. He himself went to the old priest Wxmal, who 
told him that the young prince would come back in his own 
good time, and that he should never see the crown except on 
the head of the rightful king. Tizoc was so maddened by 
these words that he siezed the priest by the hair, dragged 
him from the palace and ordered him to be killed imme- 

CThe king was always haughty and sullen, but he became 
more so as he grew older. The crown which had been the 
sign of all his ambition had passed away from his hands al- 
most at the moment he siezed it. The prophecy of the old 
priest that Montezuma's son would come back was ever in 
his mind. He groaned and scowled whenever he remembered 
that his only child was a girl. She was four or five years old 
at the time the crown disappeared, but had now grown to be 
a very beautiful young woman. Alameda, for such was her 
name, was slender and dark with long straight black hair, 
held back from her face by a golden circle which gleamed 
with jewels. Her dress of bright colors was made in such a 
way that her arms and neck were bare. About her neck was 
a heavy gold band and on her arms were many massive brace- 

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lets. Her short skirts exposed two very small feet clad in 
golden sandals. 

COne day a young stranger was introduced at the court. He 
began at once to woo this beautiful princess. Tizoc received 
the young man with little favor, although it had been re- 
ported that the stranger was heir to a throne as rich and 
powerful as his own. It was generally known at that time 
that Tizoc received strangers with suspicion and haughtiness, 
but it was soon noticed that his dislike for this young man 
was more violent than he had ever shown before. Why no 
one knew and he did not take the trouble to explain. To put 
the princess beyond the stranger's reach Tizoc resolved to 
marry her to the king of the Tezencans. This king was old 
and ugly and presented no qualities to captivate a maiden's 
fancy. At last these plans reached the ears of the young 
suitor. He was at first aghast, then angry and desperate. He 
began to make plans of his own. On the night before the 
wedding when all was quiet he crept into the room of the 
princess, seized her in his arms and then vanished with her. 
CThe next morning Tizoc, decked in all his splendor, pre- 
pared to receive the bridegroom. According to a previous 
arrangement he was to meet him with his daughter just out- 
side the gates. When Tizoc came here with his followers and 
without the bride the Tezencan king was furious. His proud 
nature would brook no such insult, the other had broken his 
word, and he must pay the penalty. Spears were drawn and 
a bitter conflict ensued. The insulted king was soon forced to 
flee, but he left Tizoc dying on the field. As Tizoc lay near 
the spot where Montezuma had fallen years before, he lifted 
up his eyes and lo! a vision was before him. There coming 
toward him was his daughter and by her side the stranger 
wearing the Quetzal crown. He was none other than Monte- 
zuma's son. F. H., '10. 

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C Tommy and Marion had reached the ambitious age. 
Tommy was ten and Marion was eight. They had decided, 
that, all day dreams aside, they really wanted to do something 
wonderfulj and plans were carefully discussed in the privacy 
of the playhouse at the end of the orchard. Tommy had told 
all the blood-curdling exploits he could think of where there 
was any heroism demanded and each seemed thrilling enough 
but rather difficult. 

C"0, Tommy," Marion hardly dared breathe, the suggestion 
was so audacious — "could we — do you suppose we could?" 
C "Could what?^' Tommy impatiently demanded. Marion's 
suggestions heretofore had been scoffed at — and anyway, she 
was a girl — she couldn't think of anything worth while. Ma- 
rion took courage and proceeded: "Could we kidnap some- 

C]"Ah, naw — 'course we couldn't — but, let's see, what was 
your idea?" 

C"Well, I heard papa tell mamma 'bout somebody kidnap in' 
a little boy an' makin' his folks pay Just lots of money to get 
him back, and I was wonderin' — Tommy was fairly holding 
his breathe he was so excited — I was wonderin' if we could 
kidnap our baby this afternoon, and — "Tommy gave one 
great war-whoop and turned two somersaults before he could 
vent his Joy enough to tell Marion that the idea was a capi- 
tal one, and that she was a '^Drick" even if she was a girl. So 
the two children put their heads together and made all their 
plans. That morning all sorts of queer bundles reached the 
play-house, for they didn't dare bring that precious baby ajiy 
place where she wouldn't be as comfortable as in her own 
crib. Such bundles you never saw! They were of all con- 
ceivable shapes and sizes; large and small, long and narrow, 
hard and soft. You never would have guessed that a bundle 
that so resembled a hat-box — providing it b e one lar ge 
enough for a 'Tilerry Widow" — could contain a thick blue 
and red comfort — but that wouldn't have been the only start- 
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ling discovery you would have made had you examined these 

Hlf Mrs. Harris had not been so busy getting ready for her 
club that morning she might have realized that Tommy and 
Marion were planning some piece of mischief, but luckily for 
the children she was too taken up with her own work to no- 
tice them. And then, later, if she had not been so busy en- 
tertaining her club she might have noticed that unusual 
noises came from the direction of the nursery about half -past 
three. About that time when the back part of the house was 
deserted, and likely to be for some time. Tommy and Marion 
crept silently up stairs and in beside the baby's crib. With 
much care lest she should wake up Tommy tied a handker- 
chief around the baby's mouth, and then, while Marion went 
ahead to be sure the way was clear, he grabbed the baby 
tightly, and, with the covers trailing after him, started as 
fast as he dared for the orchard. Just as they reached the 
top of the back stairs the baby decided that she was being 
abused, and by way of letting him know it, gave one lusty 
yell. Tommy supposed that when he tied the handkerchief 
around the baby's mouth it would stifle all possible cries, as it 
did in the kidnaping story in the newspaper that he had so 
diligently and breathlessly absorbed that morning. Finding 
that the handkerchief did not answer the purpose. Tommy 
grabbed the trailing end of the comfort and wound it around 
the baby's head. It was a good thing that the small kidnap- 
ers had chosen so near a place for concealment, for by the 
time they had made their slow and cautious way to the play- 
house the poor baby was about smothered. But Marion had 
not forgotten the most important part of her course of action 
— to tuck a small note that had taken Tommy no less than 
half an hour to print — under the back porch door. When 
the maid went up to the nursery a half hour or more later 
she supposed, when she found the crib deserted, that Mrs. 
Harris had taken the child down stairs, as, for some strange 
reason, mothers are rather fond of showing off their chil- 
dren, and when j\i]'s. Harris vrcnt up after the club to get the 

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baby she supposed that the maid had her. Thus it happened 
that about half -past five when Mrs. Harris chanced to go into 
the kitchen and see the maid busy getting supper with no 
signs of the baby around, the two bewildered women de- 
manded of each other, "Where is the baby?" 
CThen began a frantic search of every part of the house 
and every preposterous suggestion of a hiding was noted and 
the place ransacked. Marion and Tommy were the first ones 
thought of, but the idea was immediately put aside as they 
had gone, supposedly, to Grandma's right after dinner. So 
it happened that not until the maid started frantically out- the 
back door to the next door neighbor's did she find the note 
Marion had left there hours before. It was addressed in 
somewhat irregular capitals to Mrs. Harris. 
C^'O! it's them kidnapers," she shrieked, and ran to Mrs. 
Harris. Despite the fact that such a note as the one they 
found would hardly belong to desperate kidnapers, the two 
women were too excited to realize anything except that it 
must be kidnapers, and all kidnapers were awful. 
<[This is the note they found printed in Tommy's best style 
and constructed in the most desperate language the combined 
energies of the two children with the aid of the dictionary 
could command: 

C"Dear Madame: We have kidnaped your small daughter 
and will keep her hid until you put fifty cents in the box on 
the post of the orchard gate. Please give this your imme- 
diate attention." 

C[A11 this time the little folks out in. the orchard had been 
doing their best to amuse the baby. Every known device 
had been tried, and now she refused to be amused, and de- 
cided that the only thing that she wanted to do was to cry — 
and cry she did. When Marion saw her baby sister in tears 
she relented and declared that it was time to take her back to 
mamma, but at Tommy's scornful words that it was "Just 
like a girl" and that she wasn't "game," she decided to "stick 
it out" as long as Tommy did. 
CWhen the tears began to roll down Marion's cheeks. 

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Tommy felt that he had more on his hands than he could 
manage. So he drew out from one of his fathomless pockets 
that '"'little bit of everything" that a small boy carries and 
extricated from that handful a stub of a pencil. 
CFrom another pocket he brought fourth a very grimy piece 
of paper and on it laboriously printed: 

C["Dear Madam: The baby is crying and we do not know 
what to do. Please hurry up the fifty cents. If you have 
not got the change put what you have got and we will col- 
lect the rest later. Yours respectfully, 

Thomas Arlington Harris, 
Marion Bates Harris. 

P. S. Please hurry." 

The postscript was underlined. 
tlThen while Mrs. Harris and the maid were excitedly read- 
ing tRe first note Tommy shoved the second imposing epistle 
under the door and ran as fast as his fat little legs could 
carry him back to the playhouse. Breathlessly he watched 
from its one window for some sign of the appearance of the 
fifty cents about which he and Marion had been building 
such air castles all afternoon. Excitedly he punched Marion 
and cried: "Oh, they're agoin' to put it there/' when Mrs. 
Harris, followed by the maid, came running out of the house 
after they had read that second note. 

C"But they are not puttin' it in the box at all — why, Ma- 
rion, they're acomin' this way — why — " and before the as- 
tonished Tommy could catch his breath the two women 
rushed into the playhouse and just smothered that precious 
baby with kisses. 

CThat night after the two youngsters had been spanked and 
put to bed without any supper, they decided that the kid- 
naping business was not so enticing from an inside view as it 
might be, and that when they started business again tlie,y 
would try something entirely different.. 

Catharine Louise Gates, '11. 

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CIt was growing dark and my fingers wandered aimlessly 
over the piano keys, at last drifting into an old Spanish 
dance. At the sound of it my only listener, an old man who 
sat dreaming by the fireside, started from his reverie. 
C"Will you play that again, please?" he asked, "and just a 
little slower?" 

CI did as he requested, wondering tHat the odd little tune 
should please his fancy. But that he did enjoy it was evi- 
dent, for he sat nodding his head to the time of the music, 
his eyes closed that he might better see the memory pictures 
which it called to mind. 

CWhen I was through I asked where he had heard it before. 
C'To answer you," he replied, "will be to tell a long, long 
story, but I'll do so if you wish." 
CI nodded my answer and he began. 

C"One evening during a great exposition which I was at- 
tending, I grew tired of the usual round of wonderful sights 
and amusements, and drifted across the grounds down to a 
pi«er where a house boat was drawn up. From the brightly 
lighted deck the gayest of music and voices came to my ears, 
alluring me further. On the lower deck I found a crowd of 
amusement seekers gathered round a low platform, at one 
side of which sat a violinist playing that same little Spanish 
dance. His weak yet not unkindly face was lighted with sat- 
isfaction, while his eyes, as indeed the eyes of every one pres- 
ent, rested on the central figure on the platform, a girl in the 
intricate steps of a rope-dance. 

C"As the whole scene met my eyes I had that queer sensa- 
tion of having witnessed just such an occurrence before. The 
man's expression, the music of the dance, the girl's face and 
the exceeding grace of her movements were not new to me, 
but most distinctly preserved in my memory. Suddenly as 
I once more scanned the girl's face there flashed before my 
eyes the words: "^Elise, the child musician,' printed at the 

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head of a bill. Then I remembered. She also recognized me 
and nodded. 

C^From that time all reflection was crowded out by admira- 
tion for her skill, and I watched her, fascinated. Her accom- 
panist quickened the time until the dance became a perfect 
whirl, then gradually retarded till her movements were like 
the swaying of a sapling in the wind. 

(["When it was over they made their way through the ad- 
miring crowd to where I stood. 

([" 'Don't you remember me?' she asked. Then turning to 
her father, added: 'You remember, don't you, daddy, the 
gentleman that we lunched with out under the big tree a 
long time ago, the first trip we made through here?' 
C" "Oh, of course I do,' he replied. 'For just a moment I 
couldn't think. You see, we meet so many in our profes- 
sion — ' 

C" 'I am surprised that you remember at all,' I answered, 
'and to think that this is the little girl who commanded her 
father to get down the wagon seat, and then as I stood by 
wondering what was coming next, treated me to the prettiest 
dance I ever saw — ^but tell me, that tune which I just heard 
is the identical one to which you danced on that faraway 

C"The girl laughed happily. 'He even remembers that, 
father, my dance. Sir, you've won my heart completely by 
remembering my little old dance all these years.' Then im- 
pulsively she added: 'Now we've found you again, won't you 
stay with us a while?' 

C" 'Yes, do,' added her father. 'We may be able to enter- 
tain you. If I remember rightly, you were fond of making 
pictures. No doubt you could find some good subjects in the 
evening crowds. There are all sorts of people among them.' 
d"! thanked them heartily, greatly inclined to accept. 
C" 'So you too remember such a small thing as my daub- 
ing P 
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on your back, that was such a wonder in my eyes. It was a 
kodak, wasn't it?' 

C"I nodded. 'I remember hearing some very good music, 
too, that day, on a combination of instruments. Do you still 
play them? I should love to hear them again.' 
C" 'Yes,' answered the father; 'that came in the earlier part 
of the evening's program. Before you got here, I guess.' 
C" 'Come,' said Elise, 'we'll play you a new piece now. The 
moonlight is so pretty out on the deck. Or would you rather 
hear one of the old ones?' 

f["I thanked her, smiling. 'I'd like an old one best, I think, 

C"So we went out onto the deserted deck, now bright in the 
moonlight, and separated from the rippling lake onl}^ by a 
slender rail. Sitting there I listened as they played the old 
tunes heard those many years before. And the picture again 
teame vividly before my eyes of the cool shady tent by the 
roadside, the indolent, indulgent father playing while the 
roughish child, her hair blowing about her face, danced to 
the notes of the violin. 

C "During my short stay on the house-boat I found much to 
interest me in the life and personalities of my player friends 
C"The father was unchanged. There was the same indolent, 
good natured resignation to his lot, with forgetfulness of the 
past and indifference to the future. But the daughter had 
grown from a restless, excitable child to a girl of promising 
fairness, with an increased love of excitement and a strong 
tendency toward an easy, care-free life. She too lived pre- 
eminently in to-day, letting to-morrow care for itself. Her 
love of music, however, was her 'ruling passion.' She would 
play for hours, alone and oblivious to all surroundings, and 
was blissfully happy when dancing to the voice of the vio- 
lin. My interest in her talent and personality grew constant- 
ly, and I was far from being alone in my admiration, for 
nightly the crowd on the deck increased. Numerous offers of 
positions were made her, but in vain. She was content with 
life as she knew it. 

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C"In the crowd of her admirers there was one in particular 
who attracted my attention, a young man who would have 
been taken the world over for a poet or musician. His heart 
was in his eyes as he watched Elise in her dance, and his gaze 
was the only one which ever brought a flush to her cheeks or 
parted her lips for a quicker breath. By chance I learned 
that he played in one of the amusement pavilions at the Fair, 
to advertise a certain make of pianos. He had been appren- 
ticed as a machinist, but had rebelled at last against the 
grinding life to follow his passion for music in what ever 
form came nearest. All day he played and every evening he 
appeared, tired and dejected, on the house-boat deck. But 
every time he listened and gazed with rapt attention until 
the tired look left his face, and by the time it was over he 
was gayest and most exuberant of all. 

C"One evening Elise appeared alone, announcing her fath- 
er's illness, and the necessary omission of his part of the pro- 
gram, together with the rope dance. Disappointment showed 
on every face, when suddenly the young piano player, after a 
few earnest, words with the girl, took her father's accustomed 
seat and picked up the violin. His eyes shone brighter than 
usual as he nervously adjusted the strings and played the 
prelude of the Spanish dance. At first there was a slight hes- 
itancy in the tones, but a reassuring glance from Elise lent 
him confidence, and when the quickest part was reached he 
was utterly oblivious to all but the strings, the bow, and 
the figure of the dancer before him. With perfect grace the 
steps grew faster and faster. Never before had she danced 
as well. Those who watched and listened were motionless as 
though bewitched as the music retarded and became slow as 
the measures of a minuet. The accompanist's chin dropped 
to his breast, his hand still grasping the bow hung limp at 
his side. He found it hard to come back to reality, but at 
last started nervously from his chair, and when in a few mo- 
ments Elise returned, her quick eye searching the crowd for 
his face, he had disappeared. 
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of long concealing his feelings, and had fled, knowing that 
with his means his case was practically hopeless. I found his 
absence a great help to a cherished plan of my own, for Elise 
began for the first time to be dissatisfied, and because of this 
finally gave her consent to go to boarding school. This I had 
been anxiously trying to bring about for some time and I was 
now overjoyed at the prospect of her receiving excellent 
training. Ah, the dreams I indulged in. 
C"lJid she go? you say. Yes — ^but it was the same old story 
of a square peg in a round hole. Her impulsive, excitement- 
loving nature, long used to self-indulgence, rebelled unreas- 
oningly against rules, discipline and monotonous routine. She 
was too unhappy to make much progress. One day while out 
walking, the strains of her dear old Spanish dance -came float- 
ing round the corner. She was off like a shot. Of course it 
was her old-time admirer. 

C"The next day she was eighteen and they were married." 
Now he accompanies, she dances — yes, even better than be- 
fore. But don't think she was ungrateful. I did do my best, 
but she tried, too. 

C "Happy? Oh, of course, perfectly.'^ 

CHere the old man paused, and then added: "Woii^d you 
mind playing it Just once more ? I have only to shut my eyes 
then to see her as she danced." IST. V., Special. 


dZelda Sidell entertained her mother for a few days, at the 
time of her recital. 

CMiss Geneva Lard, '06, has been the guest of Jenne Bar- 
ker for several days. On Saturday they both went to Vir- 
ginia for a little visit with Marcella Crum Stribling. 
CDr. Harker left on April 29th for the general conference 
at Baltimore, to which he was appointed last fall as lay dele- 
gate. On his way he visited the Western and Oxford colleges 

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and also Miami University. He will return just in time for 


CMrs. Valentine, dean of women at James Millikin, was a 

dinner guest of Miss Weaver on May 1. 

CMary Wadsworth, '11, has come into the building for the 

remainder of the school year. 

CMrs. Short of Denver, Colorado, spent several days with 
her daughter. Myrtle. She expects to return for commence- 

CMrs. Eyan and Mrs, Carruthers of Pontiac spent a few 
days here last week. They are planning to enter their daugh- 
ters in September. 

CThe May party which was to have taken place on the 8th, 
has been postponed because' of the rainy weather. All prep- 
arations are made for it, however, and when it is given, it 
will be sure to most attractive. Helen Colean, '08, has been 
chosen as May queen by a vote of the school. 
CMary Baird entertained her brother from Decatur at the 
time of the Illinois-Millikin debate. 

CJess Ehodes and Irene Barndt had guests from home last 

COn May 7th Miss Louise Moore, '04, gave a dinner party 
in honor of Miss McDowell, who is a guest in town. 
CThe new catalogues will be out within a very short time. 
CEsther Asplund, '07, and Minnie Eitscher, ex-'lO, are the 
guests of Mattie York. Both have been teaching this year. 
CMiss Woods of the Manual Training School in St. Louis 
was Miss Piersol's guest over Sunday, and Friday noon Mrs. 
Dean gave a little luncheon in her honor. 
CMrs. Hight of Chicago was a guest at the College early in 
April and gave a recital in Music hall one evening. 
CMay 4th was the day for the assignment of rooms for next 
year, and it was a time of all-absorbing interest for many of 
the underclass girls. More rooms were retained than in any 
past year. 

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CMyra Correll is entertaining her mother, who is an old I. 
W. C. student. 

CMore than a hundred from the household attended the 
Francis Macmillan concert at the Christian church last Tues- 
day evening, 

CThe commencement announcements are to be issued with- 
in a few days. School closes on Friday, May 30, and Satur- 
day is class day. The Seniors will present scenes from "As 
You Like It" in the afternoon. On Sunday afternoon in 
Music Hall the Baccalaureate sermon will he preached by 
Eev. Mr. Nate of Grace church. Monday is Alumnae Day, 
and Tuesday is commencement with the exercises in Music 
Hall at half-past ten. The week will close with the Presi- 
dent's reception Tuesday evening. 

CMrs. Frank C. Morse of Ames, Iowa, and son Jamie were 
guests of Mrs. Harker and Miss Weaver last week. 
CMrs. Eead, Miss Piersol and Elmer Adams gave a recital at 
Barry in April. Nell Smith served as accompanist. 
C Rachel Mink, ex-' 13, is here for a few days as the guest 
of Letta Joy. She expects to re-enter I. W. C. in the fall. 
CRena Crum entertained her sister, Mrs. Skiles (I. W. C.) of 
Virginia, and little niece the night of the Phi Nu farce. 
CMary Miller has returned to school after a short stay at 
home because of her father's death. 

CDess Mitchell, Ruby Ryan, Inez Freeman, Zelda Sidell and 
Nell Smith gave a recital at Mason City on Friday even- 
ing, May 8. 

Clnvitations have been issued for the history debate on May 
15, which promises to be of universal interest. 

He failed in German, flunked in Chem. 

They heard him softly hiss: 
Td like to find the man who said 

That ignorance is bliss." — Ex. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith Conley, Ruby Ryan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Rolfe. 


CMay Day celebrations are becoming more and more popu- 
lar in America, especially among the colleges. It is a day 
well fitted to be one of the most joyous and beautiful in the 
college calendar. Every one yearns in early spring to be 
out of doors among the trees and flowers and the beautiful 
old customs that cling to the day are ones that appeal to 
every girl. 

CMay day originated among the Romans, but the present 
celebration is a revival of the May day of "Merrie England" 
which reached its height in the time of "Good Queen Bess." 
The royalty as well as the lower classes joined in its celebra- 
tion. The people rose at an early hour and went to the 
woods to gather the flowers and hawthorn branches with 
which to decorate all the windows and doors in the city or 
village. On their return the fairest maiden was crowned 
with flowers as "Queen of the May." The remainder of the 
day was spent in dancing around the May-pole and in other 
amusements. Chief among these was one in vogue meant to 
repBesent the adventures of the legendary Robin Hood. In 
some places the milk-maids danced around the May-pole and 
often they led a cow covered with ribbons, leaves and flowers. 
Likewise mingling in the gay festivities were the "Morris 
dancers" with their fantastic dress and jingling bells. 
CThe stem Puritans were much opposed to this frivolity, as 
they considered it, and when they came into prominence 
these old customs died out. 
CRuskin, who was always interested in the happiness and 
joyousness of girls, endeavored to revive them in England, 
and was successful in certain girls schools. Surely he would 
be pleased if he could see the merry time that the girls of 
many American colleges now have on that day. 

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Cis it not fortunate that our first plan of a May day was 
superseded by the more elastic one of a May party, giving 
thirty-one whole days of grace? And though half of them 
have gone by in so unpropitious a manner, we are not unduly 
alarmed, for we are meanwhile striving for a close friendship 
with the weather man. 

CAs some of our English classes have been striving for glory 
in journalistic fields, we, as experienced editors, have felt it 
meet to encourage them, and so print the above contribution. 


COne of the most clever and attractive farces which has 

ever been given at the College was that presented by the Phi 

ISTu society in Music Hall Monday evening, May 4th, entitled 

"A Box of Monkeys." It showed a high quality of work as 

well as unusual ability on the part of the cast, which was as 


Sierra Bengaline, a western girl, niece of Mrs. Ondego 

Jhones Miss Beyer 

Mrs. Qndego Jhones, an admirer of rank Miss Crum 

Lady Guinevere Llandpoore, daughter of Earl of Pay- 
naught Miss Fackt 

Edward Ralston (Larkins), half owner of the Sierra Gold- 

Mine Miss Conley 

Chauncey Oglethorpe, Ralston's partner, son of Lord 

Doncaster Miss Barndt 

Act I. Scene — Living room of Mrs. Ondego Jhones' resi- 
Act I. Scene — Same as Act I. 

"Why is it you call money 'dough?' " 
Ask a fair maiden of her beau; 

And, grining wide, 

The youth replied: 
"I gues because I knead it so." — ^M. M. Lee. 

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CThe Belles Lettres Society held its annual open meeting in 
the Music Hall Monday evening, May 11th, and the follow- 
ing magazine program was given: 

Piano — The Old Love Story MacDowell 

Valse Rachmaninoff 

Pearli Tiehout, Special. 

Paper — Recent Poetry 

Martha York, '09. 


Neva Wiley, '08. 

Essay — The Passing of the Cedar Chest 

Lyla Putnam, Special. 

Voice — The Silver Ring Chaminade 

It was a Dream Lassen 

Hattie Walker, Special. 

Story — A Case of Extortion 

Louise Gates, '11, 

Reading — The Boyville Story William Allen White 

Dess Mitchell, '08. 

Violin — Legend, Op. 17 AVieniawski 

Besse Reed, '09. 

The Cathedral of Cologne 

Hazel Ash, '11. 


Letta Joy, '13. 

Suite, Op. 15 (two pianos) Arensky 

Vera and Hazel Ross, '08. 


CPresident Little of the Garrett Biblical Institute was with 
us recently in our chapel exercises and spoke on the some- 
what novel text, "Be happy and you will be good." .He gave 
us many interesting thoughts which met hearty appreciation. 

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C[The Easter reception which Dr. and Mrs. Harker give 
each year for their students has come to be looked forward 
to as one of the most enjoyable events of the term, and that 
of this year was no exception. No pains had been spared in 
the decorations, and the society halls, where refreshments 
were served, were especially attractive. An unusually large 
number of out of town guests were present and added to the 
pleasure of the evening. 


CThe classes in first year German have been having vocabu- 
lary tests conducted like the old-fashioned spelling matches. 
Finally each class had a champion and a challenge was is- 
sued and accepted for a grand final match on Saturday after- 
noon, May 3d. The advanced German classes were invited 
to be present, and several of the members responded. Grace 
Schofield was the representative of one class and Zelda Hen- 
son of the other, and both acquitted themselves excellently, 
the victory finally going to Miss Schofield after a long and 
hard fought battle. 

C After both contestants had been duly congratulated, a 
pleasant little feast of sandwiches, pickles, radishes and 
wafers gave zest to a German story put together by the ef- 
forts of all present. A few pictures were taken and the 
merry hour came to an end. 

Y. W. C A. 

CThe cabinet conference of Central Illinois met at James 
Millikin University at Decatur on April 24th and 25th. 
Three of our cabinet were able to go, and they enjoyed the 
meetings, bringing back much enthusiasm to their work. 
Miss Broad, the state secretary of the city work, gave two 

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most interesting talks, treating her branch of the Association. 
Miss Weeks, the student secretary, had the general supervis- 
ion of the conference, and every moment spent with her was 
profitable in some way. But possibly the talk which made 
the greatest impression was Miss Glenn's "Message to College 
Girls." In it she plead earnestly for the truest and best, and 
made her hearers more anxious to reach the high ideal set 
for them. The happiness and inspiration) gained from these 
meetings will long remain with all those who were fortunate 
enough to be there. 


CThe last of the Senior recitals was given April 23 by Miss 
Zelda Sidell, violinist, assisted by Miss Inez Freeman, pian- 
ist. The following program was given in a very pleasing 
Sonata, Op. 31 (violin and piano) Gade 

Larghetto, Allegro. 
Concerto, D. major Mozart 

Andante, Allegro. 

Piano — Kreisleriana, Op. 16, Fo. 2 Schumann 

Gavotte Eamean 

Eeverie, Op. 23, No. 3 Vieuxtemps 

Hejre Kati John Hubay 

COne of the most delightful entertainments of the year was 
given under the auspices of the College of Music, April 21st. 
The program was divided into two parts, "National Music in 
Costume" and an operetta. 

National Music in Costume. 

Estudiantina Lacome 

Spanish Chorus. 

Spain- — Torreador Song (from Carmen) Bizet 

Mr. Will Phillips. 
Miss Nelle Smith at the piano. 

Norway — Bridal Procession Grieg 

Miss Lula D. Hay. 

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Holland — Treue Liebe Kucken 

Misses Kate Eogerson and Mabel Mathews. 
Miss Mabel Wilson at the piano. 

India — Hindoo Song Bemberg 

Mrs. Percy Jenkinson. 
Miss Jane Young at the piano. 

France — Aria Saint-Saens 

Mrs. John R. Robertson. 
Miss Margaret Widenham at the piano. 

Poland — Polish Fantasie Paderewski 

Mrs. Franklin L. Stead. 

Italy — Diletto Luckstone 

Miss Urla Rottger. 
Miss Ruby Ryan at the piano. 

England — Love Has Eyes Bishop 

Green Sleeves Perior of Henry VIII 

Peg 'Ramsay Ancient Melody 

Mr. W. B. Olds. 
Mrs. Lucy D. Kolp at the piano. 

Scotland — Bonnie Sweet Bessie Gilbert 

Ye Banks and Braes o' Bonny Doon. . . .Surenne 

A Drop o' Dew Dun 

Miss Juliet Bothwell. 

Mrs. Mathilda Colean at the piano. 

Operetta in one act, Marriage by Lanterns (Offenbach) 


Paquerette Miss Edna Hatch 

Babolet Mr. Percy Jenkinson 

Navette Mrs. Helen Brown Read 

Bluette Mrs. Iva Neal Weihl 

Mrs. Colean, Pianist, 

Mr. Stafford, Violinist. 

Mr. Stead, Director. 

CA song recital was given by the pupils of Mrs. Read on 
the evening of April 30th. All of the numbers were exceed- 
ingly good. 

Addio a Lugano Campane 

Lucile Rottger. 

The Honey Suckle Chadwick 

The Wishing Stream Chadwick 

Ruth Marshall Widenham. 

Der Nussbaum Schumann 

Thy Beaming Eyes MacDowell 

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Inez Freeman. 
Love Not the World (Prodigal Son) Sullivan 

Eloise Smith. 

Ich liebe Dich Grieg 

The Time of May Salter 

Edith Conley. 
Michoela's Aria (Carmen) Bizet 

Jess Eottger. 

Du bist wie eine Blume Schumann 

Springtide Becker 

Mabel Mathews. 

Elizabeth's Prayer (Tannhauser) Wagner 

Catherine Eogerson. 

Drink to me Only With Thine Eyes Vogrich 

Love in Springtime Frey 

Chorus — Miss Walker, Miss Conley, Miss Jess Eottger, 
Miss Lucile Eottger, Miss Bullard, Miss Eogerson, Miss 
Jones, Miss McConaughy, Miss Burrus, Miss Mathews, Miss 
Widenham, Miss Freeman, Miss Stum, Miss Corbett, Miss 
Hopper, Mrs. Fuller, Miss Smith, Mrs. Walbram. 


([Miss Weaver entertained the Seniors, together with their 
class officer, Miss Eolfe, and Dr. and Mrs. Harker, at a de- 
lightful Easter party on April 18th. No Easter party was 
ever successful without eggs, and these the hostess utilized 
cleverly. There were the artistic candle sticks of egg shells, 
and the dainty refreshments were in the form of eggs. Each 
guest was given egg shells and asked to fashion something 
from them. This occuwied their time busily and the results 
were wonderful to behold^ and certainly bespoke the usual 
originality of the Seniors. Miss Weaver is ever a charming 
hostess, but the Seniors think her Easter party unusually at- 


CEecently the Sophomores enjoyed a delightful afternoon 
and evening with Miss Jeanette Powell. Primarily their ob- 
ject was to sew, but truly they will be pardoned if their at- 
tention was diverted occasionally. They appreciate as only 
girls away from home can, the cordial hospitality of Miss 
Powell and her mother. 

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Ijf The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnx. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

^ Subscriptions, ^^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€j[ Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


The Heart of the Forest , 3 

Commencement Address 8 

President Barker's Baccalaureate Address 11 

Class Day 14 

Art Notes 15 

Editorial 16 

Seniors 17 

Juniors 18 

Music 19 

Expression 19 

May Party , 20 

Phi Nu 20 

Belles Lettres . . 21 

Alumnae Reunion 22 

Y. W. C. A 24 

College Sing , . 24 

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Vol. XI. Jacksonville, 111., June 1908 No. 9 


Prize Story. 

CAt the very edge of the Old TJmberland Forest, and retir- 
ing from the road a few paces among the great sheltering 
trees, there was a tiny cabin that seemed a typical home for 
its two strange occupants, Old Simon, the forester, and the 
wee Mary, his one companion. And most congenial compan- 
ions they were, too, this simple, rudely gentle old forester 
and the dear little fairy, his ten year old charge. 
CIn the clear space back of the huge oak which grew right 
beside the cabin, and spread its great branches over it as if 
to challenge all the world of men, and the elements besides, 
to dare to bring harm to the little home and the two dear 
people who dwelt in it, there was a rare spring of the clear- 
est, purest, and most refreshing water to be found in all the 
country round. And here many times a day, travelers, pass- 
ing along the road, would stop to refresh themselves with a 
cool drink and a talk with the wise old forester, who gave 
them of his lovely springwater and charming philosophy with 
equally generous spirit. And travelers resumed their way 
truly refreshed, — always bearing with them a beautiful pic- 
ture of the white-haired, weatherbeaten old man and the 
hardy, yet daintily beautiful child who lived and thrived 
among the great forest trees like a veritable wood nymph. 
C Sometimes, after these visits, Simon would sit down with 
Mary on his knee and tell her of the far away cities to which 
the road led, and to which these people were going, — of cities 
where the houses grew as close as the trees in the forest; 
where men and women surged about in crowds as large as the 
great flocks of birds which the two sometimes watched on late 

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autumn afternoons, as they passed over the forest in great 
screaming black masses on their way to the south; of the 
cities where one could scarcely see the broad, blue sky and 
could only catch little peeps of the sun shining down at one 
from over the great house tops; where one hardly noticed the 
stars because of the great lights which were hung about in 
the streets and shone from the windows of the wonderful 
shops, and in the peoples' houses. Yes, Old Simon had been 
there, and could tell much more about the wonderful men 
and women who lived in the cities, and the little elfin child 
who always found it a task to rest quietly for a minute, 
would sit for hours entirely wrapt up in the marvelous tales 
of those wonderful places — the cities, and of the still more 
wonderful people who lived there. 

COne day a thoughtful scholarly looking gentleman stopped 
by the spring to drink and rest. He was out on a very 
strange and important errand, so he said, but what the er- 
rand was he did not at first make known. He told Old Simon 
and the bright-eyed, wild little girl still more strange stories 
of the Queen's court from which he had come, and of the 
gayety and beauty and brilliancy of the life there. But late- 
ly, he said, everything had been very still and solemn and 
sombre at the Court, for the beautiful little princess, whom 
all had loved so dearly, had sickened and died, leaving the 
poor queen mother all beside herself with grief, and nothing 
could be done to cheer her and rouse her from the stupor 
into which she had fallen. 

CMary had seemed strangely interested and touched by the 
story, and in her own strange timid little way had told the 
stranger of her sympathy. Simon, too, showed his interest, 
and sympathetically added the theory that the forest was the 
cure needed for the Queen's illness, and that the flowers, 
birds, and trees would surely be a comfort to her. "Aye, a 
bit o' the forest is what she is in need of," he had added 
gently as he drew his little one, — truly a bit of the forest, 
closer to him. The thoughtful gentleman became suddenly 
more thoughtful, then, seeing the sweet companionship of 

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these two, a shade of sternness came over his face as he said: 
"You, forester, can not feel the sorrow and responsibility 
which we, who live at the court, feel over the sujffieriag of 
our Queen. We would be willing to lay down our very lives 
for her if that would restore her to her former haypiness. 
You who live a contented life in the forest cannot feel this 
love for the Queen." The simple forester's eyes flashed at 
the implication of his lack of patriotism, and his voice rang 
with an honest spirit as he answered: "Man, know you not 
that the heart of every true subject beats just as loy ally in 
the depths of the Queen's forest or at the very end of her 
kingdom, as at her Court? Aye, even the simple forester can 
join the Queen's loyal subjects in declaring his first duty al- 
ways towards his God and his Queen! Even our wee wild 
Mary can tell you that there are two powers to which she is 
always subject to — her God and her Queen!" At this gen- 
uine outburst of patriotism, the stranger looked thoughtfully 
at Simon for a moment, then quietly said: "I was wrong, 
forgive my injustice." Then with a searching look into his 
eyes he gently added, "You are right, it is a bit of the forest 
that the Queen needs, — and you alone can supply it with 
your forest child." A look of indescribable pain and aston- 
ishment crossed the forester's weather beaten face as he in- 
voluntarily drew the little one closer to him. "It is a hard 
thing I ask," the stranger was speaking again, "but it ie ^or 
your Queen," then the forester from his great heart of love 
and loyalty, bravely answered, "my first duty is to my God 
and to my Queen! Go, my little one, and bring joy to the 
Queen's heavy heart, and you will come back to Old Simon 
in God's own time!" 

CSo the child Mary turned her face from the old home in 
the forest, and went to comfort the Queen. The good Quean 
soon sent for Simon to come to live with her and with Mary, 
but the simple old man refused, saying that at the Court he 
would only be in the way, a useless old man out of his place, 
while he had a God given task and much to do at his little 
station by the spring. 

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CThe days and months passed by and travelers came and 
went on the old road, always stopping to drink at the spring 
and talk with the forester. Sometimes he would tell them 
of his little Mary, of her peculiar power over the creatures 
in the forest, of her beauty and spiritliness, and of her charm 
and attraction for everyone that saw her, and he would al- 
ways end his tale, not by telling how lonesome he wasi with- 
out her, but, instead, "1 know the wee child will come', back 
to me sometime. But oh, my heart aches for her, for I know 
she cannot live happily away from the forest." Never once 
did this kind, unselfish soul speak of the joy that had gone 
out of his life,, or dwell on his own utter loneliness, but his 
face showed signs of the great longing which his heart felt, 
and his strong upright figure became bent, and sometimes, 
as he sat on the old log seat before his doorway he would 
drop hi« face in his hands in the utter weariness that is the 
heritage of the lonely. But, as if catching himself in a self- 
forbidden act he would raise his tired head and bravely say, 
"I will always wait and my little one will be brought back to 
me, and while I wait I will try to cheer the way for those 
who have burdens as heavy as my own, so that their waiting 
and toiling may be made easier." So he patiently waited, 
meeting his "each today with kindness" and "each tomorrow 
with a brave heart." 

CThe years rolled by. Many travelers who stopped at the 
spring resumed their way with a new feeling of love and of 
hope for having talked with the simple sweet old man who 
lived alone in his little cabin by the spring, and Old Simon 
himself grew each day more peaceful, more sympathetic, 
though in spite of himself as the years rolled by — more lone- 
some, but still hopeful. 

CHe knew that the call of the forest to Mary would always 
be strong, and in spite of his misgivings and the fears that he 
sometimes felt lest she learn to love the life at the Court 
that she would forget him and their forest home, he had a 
firm conviction that as soon as the Queen could spare her 
she would return again to him. 

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CAnd Mary, the little forest child, was she living the strange 
court life during these years? With the sweet sympathy over- 
flowing her little heart of love, she had brought back into the 
Queen's life light at first, and then by the influence of her 
happy, free little nature she had brought back the old joy 
and interest in her people which had caused the Queen to be 
so loved by her subjects. And Mary, busy as she was in her 
attentions to the Queen, and absorbed in the new life about 
her, was well content for a time; but after the first few 
months had passed she began to chafe unconsciously at what 
seemed to her the close confinement of the Court, after her 
free, wild life, and she began to long for the forest and the 
good old forester. The months passed and this longing grew 
until she lost much of the life and spirit and happiness which 
had so characterized her every action and thought, and she 
often sat quietly alone thinking, thinking of the forest. 
C Everything in their power was done by the Queen and all 
her Court to try to make the child happy, for they had come 
to love Mary even as they had loved their own princess; but 
in spite of their efforts the little one, though evidently try- 
ing to be content, still quietly pined for her old life and her 
old companion. 

CSeveral years passed thus, but the little wild flower could 
never thrive in the close conventional life into which she had 
been placed, and finally the Queen, with a breaking heart, 
parted with Mary, now a tall slender girl, and took her back 
to her native forest. 

CAnd so it happened, that one evening, as Old Simon sat 
alone by the dying fire in his cabin, listening to the autumn 
wind rushing through the great trees and rattling the doors 
and windows of the lonely little cabin, he fell asleep. As he 
slept the fire died down and the room became cold. Soon, 
however, he was awakened by a feeling of general warmth 
and coziness, and as he roused himself his eye fell on a love- 
ly matronly woman, and a tall dark girl, unmistakably Mary 
ioT whom he had so long waited, bustling about the little 
cabin, and transforming the bleak room into a cheerful. 

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homelike place. The girFs face was brilliant with happiness 
as she threw herself into his dear old trembling arms and 
cried, "Oh, dear Uncle Simon, I've come back to you and our 
beautiful forest^ at last, and I shall never, never leave you 

CAnd I have com* to atone to you, for the great sacrifice 
you have made in all these years, and to reward you, if possi- 
ble, for your great heart and loyalty," said the woman, who 
proved to be none other than the Queen hers^f . 
CAh, madame," said the old forester very reverently and 
gravely, "I thank you for your words, but I want no other 
reward than that which I already have — ^my darling with me 
agaiii." E. F., '09. 


CThe commencement exercises of the Elinois Woman's Col- 
lege took place in the Music Hall June 2. The orchestra 
number, an allegro from symphony in Q (Haydn), and the 
song by the Ladies' Chorus, "0 Blest Eedeemer," added 
greatly to the imposing nature of the exercises. Dr. Harker 
presided and introduced the commencement speaker, Dr. E. 
B. Crawford, pastor of Woodlawn Avenue Methodist church, 
Chicago. The speaker had chosen for his theme, "Ideals/' 
and it was in every way one of the most practical and inspir- 
ing addresses ever delivered to a class graduating from the 
Blinois Woman's College. Among the excellent thoughts he 
presented are the following: 

CI want to speak on this theme "The Influence of an Ideal," 
and do not know your names, but that does not make much 
difference, but it is important to know what you are. Your 
ideals are the important things. I read all the books of cer- 
tain authors not because all their books are profound, but 
because they themselves are profound. They are so from 
their ideals. If this institution has given you ideals it has 
done all that any institution can do for you. Your ideaU 

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should be the controlling influence of the human life. To be 
educated does not mean that we are not to any longer per- 
form menial tasks, but to be masters of ourselves and the sit- 
uation. Yours is the time of both aspiration and opportun- 
ity. You are about to go into the world realizing that life 
presents simply an opportunity. No one could ask more. A 
chance or an opportunity is all that you need. I am not so 
much interested in what you are going to do as I am in the 
motive which underlies. The reason that many people dis- 
appoint us is not from bad motives, but from small motives. 
A dew drop is of the same material as the ocean, but the dew 
drop cannot float as many. We need big and lofty ideals and 
motives. No one can ever become a great painter by merely 
daubing a canvas. If our life is to be lived on high levels 
there must be outstanding a dominant purpose. There must 
run through our life a great aim and a clear one. The thing 
that hurts is to have so many go forth at commencement 
who later disappoint us. They do disappoint, because they 
break with the ideals then acquired in their school days. 
The man who is able to retain his ideals will never be con- 
tent with his level. I am not greatly concerned how people 
get along with me, but as to how I get along with myself. If 
we go out to do the easy things, we are going to lose sight of 
our ideals and break with that which is high and infinite. In 
looking for the greatest pattern you come at last to Him who 
was the perfect man. The life follows the ideal.; Whatever 
your ideal may be your life will be shaped by it. I plead 
with you not to break with your castles in the air, your vis- 
ions of goodness and gentleness. Sky high ideals are the 
kind. Moses was able to lead a rebellious people because of 
his great ideal. Luther worked the reformation because of 
his ideal. Wesley was a man with an ideal. So you will find 
the great men and women of history have been swayed by 
the ideals they have held before them. The ideal in your 
life must grip and control it. It will not do to dream of your 
ideal, but to give yourself to it. Some people talk of their 
ideals, but do nothing. We cannot settle the great questions 

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of the day by discussion, but by doing. When Paul of 
Tarsus caught that vision on the road to Damascus he said, 
"Lord what wilt thou have me to do?" Some people simply 
play with their ideals. The ideals I am talking about are the 
ones which hold you in their grip and fill you with enthu- 
siasm. If we are following our ideals and giving ourselves 
to them, it will show itself first in service. There is some- 
thing for you young women to do in and for the world. "Not 
to be ministered unto, but to minister," is a good ideal. Let 
us not think of our own personal feelings. "What right have 
we to feel sympathy with a soldier. I am not in sympathy 
with that other ideal that life is for pleasure. If you look 
for pleasure you will make a failure of life. If you stoop and 
take upon your back the burden of the world, give a hand to 
the weak, then you will show loyalty to your ideals. You 
will show it also by the way you treat your duty. The word 
duty is a great and irksome one. It is a military term, be- 
cause it is soldier talk. When it costs something to be true 
to your ideal and convictions then I hope that you will pay 
the price. If you are true to your ideals you will be willing 
to stand alone if need be. John Huss and Luther were men 
who stood alone and made life an ideal one. He who has set- 
tled it that he will be true to ideals will prove it by his devo- 
tion to them. We need to show our devotion to ideals by our 
willingness to sacrifice for them. Without the shedding of 
blood, figuratively speaking, there is little work in the world 
that amounts to much. When you spill your blood you put 
your life into it. When you withhold nothing, then and only 
then will the great movements of the world be done. No one 
ever goes beyond or outstrips his ideals. Your ideals and 
mine must tower way beyond us or else we will not get any- 
where. Even if we fail we will be the better for having high 
ideals. To break with our ideals is the world's tragedy. Af- 
ter all we are not to be measured by what we do, but only 
what we try to do. As Browning has said, "Not failure, but 
low aim, is crime," 

CDr. Harker's annual report shows the annual prosperity of 
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the college and all connected with it. His words were enthu- 
siastically received and no one douht that his lofty dreams 
would be actually realized. 



Scripture Reading, 


Music — Lift Thine Eyes (Mendelssohn.) 

Baccalaureate Sermon — Rev. Joseph C. Nate. 

Address to Graduating Class — President Harker. 


Young Women of the Graduating Class: 
CPor several weeks, whenever I have thought of this Com- 
mencement occasion, my mind has always gone back to the 
first Commencement of which I ever read. In the early days, 
you know, classes were not taught within college halls, but 
out of doors, the students sitting under the shade of the trees, 
or walking side by side with their instructors. 
CThe college! I have thought of was that of John the Bap^; 
tist, nearly two thousand years ago on the banks of the River 
Jordan. His eloquence and his fiery earnestness had attracted 
thousands of eager listeners, and his new message had se- 
cured many who attached themselves to him as his personal 
pupils. For months he had instructed them, filling their 
hearts and minds with expectation and enthusiasm for the 
coming of a great Master, who should fulfill not only the de- 
sires of their hearts, but who should draw all men unto Him, 
and prove to be the Desire of all Nations. 
CAnd one day, an eventful day. He came. 
And John knew that the course of study of the disciples 
under himself was finished, and that the Commencement Day 
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pointed to the new come Master, and cried, "Behold, the 
Lamb of God, that taketh away the sin of the world." 
CThey were slow to understand that it meant the closing of 
the school. They loved their teacher, and they could not 
comprehend that this was his baccalaureate address, and that 
the time had come when they must leave him. But the next 
day, as he stood with two of his disciples, he repeated his 
message in such a way that they could no longer misunder- 
stand. And the simple record reads: "The two disciples 
heard him speak, and they followed Jesus." 
CThis baccalaureate address of John the Baptist is also 
mine to you. You have been with us for years, and we have 
learned to love one another. In many ways we are loth to 
sever these delightful relations. But you have been faithful, 
and you have finished the respective courses of study on 
which you entered years ago. We honor you for the faith- 
ful work you have done, and for the successful completion 
of the curriculum so far assigned. 

CAnd now, face the future. This is really your commence- 
ment, when jrou enter upon what ought to be a larger, fuller 
life. As teachers we take leave of you. But you will still 
and always need a Teacher and a Master. And as John to his 
disciples, so let me to you, point you to One who has been 
my Teacher and my Savior, and let me urge you to exalt 
Him to be your Savior, and your Teacher, too. Do you also, 
here, and now, hear me speak, and follow Jesus. 
CI- If you follow Him, He will lead you to the highest per- 
sonal purity. Purity of life and purity of heart are our in- 
dividual greatest need. And you cannot) walk near to Jesus 
you cannot bring Him into your life and give Him control 
of your desires, without experiencing such a cleansing of all 
the issues of your lives that your eyes may have the clear vis- 
ion of God, your ears may always hear His voice, and your 
hearts always be His temple. Nothing nerves the arm, and 
makes firm and sure the step, as purity of life does. You re- 
member Sir Gallahad 

"Whose strength was as the strength of ten, 

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Because his heart was pure/' 
C3. If you follow Jesus, He will make you strong for all the 
duties and all the trials of life. It has been our aim to make 
you! stronger in body, to increase your vigor of mind and of 
will during your college course. But if you are to be effec- 
tive in life's battle you will need to know where to go for 
constant and unfailing renewal of strength. All experience 
shows that nowhere can you find it as in Jesus. Those who 
live near Him "out of weakness are made strong." Hear the 
testimony of Paul, "I can do all things through Christ, 
which strengtheneth me." 

C3. But if you are to realize our ambitions for you of being 
and of doing, in addition to beauty and purity and strength 
of character, you will need a heart oterflowing with sympa- 
thy and love. Strength and purity are your equipment, love 
and sympathy are what the world needs. Your beauty and 
strength will not minister to the needs of your fellows unless 
you come close to them, and you come close to them through 
love. He is the great nre-eminence of Jesus. He is easily 
the chief in all departments of life, but His love overshadows 
so that we can think of little else. We do not want you to 
stand apart from the need of the world about you. Get down 
into it, and where this need is greatest, there let us find you. 
And if so, you will be following Him very close. 
([4. And finally, we want you to follow Jesus so that your 
life may be filled with an earnest purpose that will be effec- 
tive. There are thousands of college graduates every year, 
who are fairly equipped with purity and strength and sympa- 
thy, but whose lives fail because of the lack of a definite pur- 
pose full of power. I know of no compelling and propelling 
i power equal to Jesus in the life. He is crying to all the 
world, and especially to you, young women, "Come unto me." 
He will give you sympathy and love and strength and the 
beauty of purity if you answer His loving call and "come." 
But His next word to everyone who comes is "Go." And 
with His command to go is added His assurance of all power 
and of His own never failing and eternal presence. 

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CI like people who do things. And who ought to do things 

more than college graduates? Let Jesus "work in you, to 

will and to do" some of His great purposes, and your lives 

cannot fail to be effective in the highest measure. 

CI do not know how I can express the deepest desire of my 

heart for you better than in these closing words: 

CI would account it the highest praise of my life work as a 

teacher if it may be truthfully written as my epitaph — 'And 

his disciples heard him speaJc, and they followed Jesus." 


CA class day without poem or history? And an altogether 
satisfactory class finale with neither words of prophecy nor 
learned valedictory? Yes, heartily, yes, — if the class is gifted 
with the enterprise and varied abilities that characterize the 
outgoing seniors of 1908 of the Woman's College, and if the 
play is itself so charming as "As You Like It." It must 
necessarily be, and if there is a Mrs. Dean as coach. We re- 
alize, as indeed all realized who saw the really lovely presenta- 
tion of scenes from "As You Like It," Saturday afternoon, 
that these if s are large, and we do not venture to predict for 
the near future any equally successful undertaking. Elabor- 
ate costuming and fine stage setting added greatly to the ef- 
fect of the good work of the girls. R. Neville. 


The Duke (living in banishment) Emma Lattner 

Frederick (his brother, usurper of his dominion) 

Edith Conley 

Eosalind (daughter of the Duke) .* .Gladys Maine 

Celia (daughter of Frederick) Dess Mitchell 

Orlando Ruby Eyan 

Touchstone Georgia Metcalf 

Audrey Zelda Sidell 

William( a country fellow in love with Audrey) 

Jenne Harker 

Corin (a shepherd) .Jess Ehodes 

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COn Saturday, May 30th, and the following Monday, was 
held the term exhibition of the School of Fine Arts^ and on 
both days the studio was visited by a great many people. The 
work on display was of unusual merit and was characterized 
by excellent technique, clear color, and good composition. 
CSadie Doht, the Senior in the course in drawing and paint- 
ing, had a creditable showing of work in charcoal, oil and 
water colors, well handled and of unusual interest. 
CThe exhibit of water colors was large and comprehensive, 
and was the work of students in all grades of the course. 
There were a number of studies of more than ordinary attrac- 
tiveness and all were well done. The exhibit of oils was 
larger than usual and showed much skill in handling. From 
a technical standpoint the charcoal work is always the most 
interesting part of the exhibition, and it is the work that 
shows much diligent study and application. 
COn one the large screens at the end of the room were placed 
the clever sketches from the Friday Sketch Class, and they 
proved very interesting. Most of them were in pencil and 
wash and were characterized by considerable individuality of 
handling. The nature work from the children's Saturday 
Class proved a source of pleasure to all who came into the 
studio. Then on the low shelves about the room was grouped 
the decorated china, which was very beautiful in design and 
execution, a number of pieces being worthy of very special 
mention. On several tables were placed groups of articles 
from the Craft classes; tooled leather mats and cases, and 
ooze leather bags combined in design with etched metal orna- 
ments, a number of handsome brass and copper bowls, trays, 
etc., a lamp of unusual design and great charm, and some 
very attractive buckles and pins. 

CThe exhibition was as a whole very good and a great credit 
to the instructors. Miss Knopf and Miss Harker, and was an- 
other evidence of the high grade of work that is being done 
in the studio of the Illinois Woman's College. 

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Editors — Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Eugenia Marshall. 
Business Managers — Eena Crum, Edith. Conley, Ruby Ryan. 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Rolf e. 

C Goodbyes have been said verbally, handkerchiefs have flut- 
tered — rather limply and a trifle moist, we fear — and now the 
Greetings comes to you with its farewell, after a very busy 
year. There has been hard work, it has been duly groaned 
over and lamented, yet even this early we realize that we are 
glad for it, and for the many happy times we have had. If 
this joy in our work, this intense loyalty to our Alma Mater, 
had only come upon us sooner, how much would it have re- 
joiced our teachers. But, girls, think you, they would have 
felt entirely at home with us, should we have developed such 
angelic qualities? 

CIn just such a spirit of loyalty and love toward our college, 
toward each other, the Greetings bids you its goodbye. To 
you who have helped the Seniors faithfully in its publication, 
we desire to give hearty thanks, and to you, as a thank offer- 
ing, may we say, we leave the Greetings. 

CAbout the first of the year it was announced that at Com- 
mencement time we would give two prizes of five dollars each 
to the two best contributions. We have had many excellent 
articles handed m, and it was quite a task to know just what 
deserved the prizes. However, after careful deliberation it 
was decided, and Commencement morning Dr. Harker pre- 
sented Miss Elsie Fackt with a five dollar gold piece for the 
best story, and Miss Frances Harshberger and Miss Jeannette 
Powell with two and a half dollar gold pieces for the two best 

CWe felt the enthusiasm of a year ago this Commencement 
time, when Mrs. Ward, in behalf of the Alumnae Association, 
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Commencement morning, and in very gracious words present- 
ed to Dr. Short the certificate of completion of the Dr. Short 
Memorial Scholarship Fund. It seemed especially fitting that 
his should be the first completed and that one of his students 
should present it to him as a token of their love. Dr. Short 
gave many years of his life in service as president for the 
Illinois Woman's College, and his words of response to Mrs. 
"Ward's presentation showed, together with his deep apprecia- 
tion of it, how closely his heart and life are yet wedded to 
the Illinois Woman's College. 


f[When the Seniors found a neat little white envelope tucked 

under their doors — addressed in a very familiar handwriting 

— they knew without opening it that Miss Rolf e was going to 

have something nice for them. Breakfast at nine o'clock in 

the expression studio — of course the Seniors are not lazy, but 

it seemed to make them all feel very happy to think that 

when "Tom" rang the rising bell on Monday morning they 

could roll over and sleep until nine o'clock breakfast. Miss 

Eolfe, who is always a charming hostess, greeted the girls and 

asked them out into the dining room, where a long table was 

laid for breakfast in the cafeteria style. The following is the 


Cherries in Baskets. 

Creamed Chicken in Cases. New Potatoes in Cream. 

French Peas. 
Light Eolls. Coffee. 

Strawberry Short Cake. 
CAfter a class sing the Seniors departed, very loath to re- 
alize that this was the last and the best of their class officer's, 
Miss Eolfe, charming affairs for them. 

CThe Seniors have been given no more enjoyable party than 
•tihat which Mr. and Mrs. F. L. Stead gave for them at their 
home on Webster avenue May 18th. Moonlight, a large porch, 

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and actually an opporttinity to enjoy them, would have 
chairnied less susceptible than they. Prof. Stead tested the 
musical memory of all by playing strains from twenty differ- 
ent compositions. Miss Hazel Ross proved to have the most 
genius in this line and the prize was hers. 
C After dainty refreshments and more music this happiest of 
parties came to an end. 


CThat the best of everything is none too good for the Jun- 
iors has long been conceded. And now they have proven that 
they have the best, even to the best sister class. On Monday, 
May 35th, the Freshmen entertained the Juniors at luncheon 
at the Colonial Inn. Everything from the first glimpse of the 
dainty tables with their pretty decorations and place cards to 
the last second before the homeward car was boarded, called 
forth exclamations of delight and pleasure. The Freshmen 
certainly are entertainers whose hospitality and charm would 
be hard to excel. 

CThe Juniors have enjoyed having Miss Austin as their 
class officer for the past two years, and when they found that 
this year was to be their last with her they were sincerely 
sorry. So they plotted and schemed and one evening late in 
May, Miss Weaver took her out walking, finally stopping at 
Mrs. Lambert's home. But scarcely had they gotten well 
seated in the parlor when the Juniors, who had been in hid- 
ing, appeared from the hall. Music and chatting passed the 
hours very pleasantly. Light refreshments were served dur- 
ing the evening, and this opportunity was seized for present- 
ing M\as AJu'stin with a set of salad forks, not as a sign or a 
measure of their love for her, but only as some slight indica- 
tion of it. 

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CThe advanced pupils of Mr. and Mrs. Stead and Mr. Staf- 
ford gave a very fine recital in Music Hall Monday evening, 
May 25th. 

COn Saturday evening, May 23rd, the pupils of Mr. Stead 
gave an organ recital at Centenary church: 
^The Commencement Concert was given in Music Hall 
Monday evening, June ist. 


CThe term recital of the School of Expression was given in 
Music Hall Wednesday evening. May 27th, to a very large 
and appreciative audience. The following program was given: 
The Heart of Old Hickory 

Miss Eowe. 

A Question of Color 

My Shadow Stevenson 

Miss Ford. 
A Sisterly Scheme Bunner 

Miss Poor. 
How the Elephant Got His Trunk Kipling 

Miss Yates. 

In a Hospital Tennyson 

Miss Fackt. 

The Burglar Cameron 

A Comedy in One Act. (Given by First Year Students). 
Scene — Mrs. Burton's Summer Cottage. 

Mrs. John Burton, hostess Miss Correii 

Mts. Valerie Armsby, a young widow Miss Dyke 

Mrs. Charles Dover, a bride Miss Eeeve 

Miss Freda Dixon Miss Jennings 

Miss Edith Brent Miss Brown 

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CThe College May Party must not go unchronieled. Were 
we poets instead of artisan reporters, it should not go un- 
sung; for surely high blue heavens and leafing trees, green 
lawns, and girls, girls in white everywhere in rustic dance 
and demure pageant, are both material and inspiration of the 
poet. Nothing prettier ever happened. We found out for 
the first time the real beauties of our campus and the gen- 
uine delight of a party out under our trees; and in the elab- 
orate drill with about two hundred girls in line, in the 
crowning of the May Queen under a lovely iris canopy with 
green streamers and attended by a bevy of flower girls and 
pretty maids in waiting, in the winding of the flower crowned 
May pole, we came into our own. 

CThe prettiest of paper hats in class colors had been made 
or amaking for weeks. This touch of color and mode of class 
distinction was particularly enjoyed. Eschewing hats, the 
Specials carried pretty little purple parasols, and each class 
had been responsible for some special item in the day's 
scheme. The most hotly contested election in the history of 
the school had called to her rightful throne and sceptor the 
prettiest of May Queens, Miss Colean, and the crowning was 
a notable feature of this best and probably most typical of 
college days. 

CMiss Piersol was the particular genius of the day's festivi- 
ties ,and well deserved all the hearty words of congratulation 
that were showered upon her. 


CThe Senior program was given May 19th. 
CAt the close of the program the Seniors were each present- 
ed with bar-pins of hammered brass with the Greek letters 
Phi Nu in relief. The meeting then closed with a pleasant 
social hour. 
CThe election of officers occurred May 36th: 

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President — Elsie Fackt. 

Vice President — Mary Metcalf . 

Recording Secretary — Inez Freeman, 

Corresponding Secretary — JSTorma Virgin. 

Chaplain — Norma Council. 

Treasurer — Bess Holmback. 

Librarian — Mildred Stahl. 

Assistant Librarian — Helen Maine. 

Critic — Margaret Potts. 

Prosecuting Attorney — Zelda Hensen. 

Ushers — Kathryn Yates, Grace Stumm. 
COn Tuesday, June 2nd, an informal reception for the old 
members was held in the society hall. Many former Phi Nus 
were present and all enjoyed talking over old times. 


CThe semi-annual election of the Belles Lettres society was 
held May 18th, and the following officers were chosen: 

President — Bess Read. 

Vice President — Mattie York. 

Recording Secretary — Mary LeTeer. 

Corresponding Secretary — Edith Kessler. 

Treasurer — Grace Scofield. 

Chaplain — Hattie Walker. 

Critic — Marjory Hine. 

Chorister — Louise Gates. 

Sergeant-at-arms — Florence Taylor. 

Pages — ^Bertha Provert, Margaret Potts. 
CMrs. R. A. Gates presented the Belles Lettres diplomas, 
which were given to each of the eight Seniors. 
CThe annual reception was given to the former Belles Let- 
tres members Tuesday afternoon. We were glad to welcome 
our old Belles Lettres friends and a very pleasant social hour 
was spent. 

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CThe annual alumnae meeting occurred Monday afternoon, 
June 1st. A small but enthusiastic gathering had assembled 
in the society halls, when Miss lona Kuechler, '95, the asso- 
ciation's president, called the meeting to order. 
CThe most important business of the afternoon was the re- 
port of Mrs. Jennie Kinman Ward, '65, chairman of the 
Scholarship Fund Committee, which, read as follows: 

Illinois Woman's College Alumnae Memorial Scholarship 
Fund. Tone 2, J 908 




Amt. needed to com- 
plete Scholarship 

Jaquess McCoy 
Dr. Adams . . 
Dr. DcMotte . 
Dr. Short . . . 
Dr. Harker . . 


5 1 00. 00 















CIt gives me great pleasure to report $2,456.54 in cash and 
$737.50 in pledges secured since the memorial Scholarships 
were begun. 

CWith $816 in cash and $184 in pledges, making a total of 
$1,000 for Dr. Short, we felt warranted in presenting his 
Memorial Scholarship to him on Commencement day, while 
he is yet with us. 

CThe trustees have prepared two scholarships for the 
Alumnae, and if those who have made pledges will pay them 
this summer we may have three scholarships to use next fall. 
May I not urge those who have not yet given to make a con- 
tribution, or pledge at once, and thus have a share in this 
good work? There yet remains $1,815.96 of completing the 
five scholarships. The amounts received have been given by 
less than 200 friends and members of the Alumnae. May we 
not confidently expect the deficit to be met at once by the 

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600 who have not yet contributed? 

Respectfully suhmitted. 

Jennie Kinman Ward, 
Treasurer Alumnae Memorial Scholarship Fund. 
Jacksonville, llinois, June 3, 1908. 
([After this very inspiring report it was moved that the con- 
stitution, be amended in a manner to cover this question of 
the scholarship, and after a full and free discussion the mo- 
tion prevailed. The amendment as it now stands provides 

HThe Alunae Association shall establish a memorial schol- 
arship in honor of each of the presidents of the College. One 
thousand dollars shall be secured as the foundation of each 
scholarship, and this sum shall eventually be increased to 
five thousand dollars for each president. 
C Section 1. The income from the Scholarship Fund shall 
be used to aid worthy students in the College. 
C Section 2. The President and Recorder of the Alumnae 
Association and the Alumnae Trustees shall constitute the 
Executive Commitee of this scholarship benefit. The chair- 
man of this committee to be elected by its members. 
([Section 3. This committee shall receive all applications 
for aid, and shall be authorized to select all beneficiaries of 
this fund. 

CPresident Harker, who had been asked to give the main 
address of the day, gave a graphic description of the General 
Conference in Baltimore, from which he had just returned. 
He then spoke of the College, its past and the dreams of the 
future which he had for it. The enthusiasm at the close 
of his talk showed the members shared in the faith that the 
dream would materialize. 

([After the close of the meeting, refreshments were served, 
and a short social hour enjoyed. 

CDied, May 14, 1908, Mrs. Rhoda Tomlin Capps, '62. It is 
not too much to say of this, the last member of our associa- 

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tion\ to go hence within the college year, that she was more 
loved, more honored than any of our number, perhaps be- 
cause she best represented in her life and deeds the sweet and 
simple virtues. She was so womanly, so spontaneous and 
genuine in her affection, so truly religious and so full of kind- 
ly thoughts for others, that it is not strange she filled so 
(large a place in the hearts of all in any way associated with 

CAs an Alumnae Trustee she served her College efficiently 
and well until failing health compelled her to cease active 
jiuties and just wait the summons, which came at last the 
morning of May 14. 

Y. W. C. A. 

CThe Y. W. C. A. elected the following as delegates for 
the convention to be held the last of August at Lake Geneva, 
"Wisconsin; Mary Metcalf, Mattie York, Elsie Fackt, Hattie 
Walker. As alternates were chosen: Grace Scofield, Mar- 
garet Potts, Lillian Thompson. 


CThe students look forward to the college sing as one of the 
most enjoyable events of the year, as it reflects so truly their 
stirring college spirit. Although it could not be held on the 
campus, the chapel was made to resound with the enthusias- 
tic college songs. A reading by Dess Mitchell and a piano 
solo by Euby Ryan, both impromptu, added much to the 
pleasant hour. After the sing an informal luncheon was 
served on the campus, and needless to say the recreation hour 
afterward was a happy one. 

C Teacher — "Why don't you speak louder when you recite?" 
CPupil — "A soft answer tumeth away wrath." — Ex. 

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€|| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€J| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

<[| Subscriptions, ^$1.00 a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

<[] Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


A Friend 3 

The Present School Year 6 

The Alumnae Memorial Scholarship 8 

College Day at Lake Geneva lO 

Editorial 12 

Expression Notes 14 

College of Music 15 

Domestic Science 15 

Chapel Notes 16 

Art Notes 17 

The Faculty 17 

Alumnae Notes 19 

Locals 20 

Y. W. C. A 20 

Athletic Notes 21 

Belles Lettres 21 

Phi Nu 22 


Hemple of Cbristianiti? 

^^^^WENTY-TWO years ago, with the Holy Spirit as 
^^^\^ niy guide, I entered this wonderful temple we call 
■ I Cnristianity. I entered at the portico of Genesis, 
^^J^ walked down through the old testament art gallery 
^^^ where the pictures of Noah, Abraham, Moses, 
Joseph, Isaac, Jacob and Daniel hang on the wall, I passed 
into the Music Room of Pslams, where the Spirit swept the 
keyboard of nature and brought forth the dirge-like wail of the 
weeping prophet Jeremiah to the grand impassioned strain of 
Isaiah, until it seemed that every reed and pipe in God's great 
organ of nature responded to the tuneful harp of David, the 
sweet singer of Israel. I entered the chapel of Ecclesiastes, 
where the voice of the preacher was heard, and into the con- 
servatory of the Songs of Solomon, where the Rose of Sharon 
and the Lily of the Valley's sweet scented spices filled and 
perfumed my life. I entered the business office of Proverbs, 
then into the observatory room of the prophets, where I saw 
telescopes of various sizes, some pointing to far off events, 
some to nearby events; but all concentrated upon the Bright 
and Morning Star, which was to rise above the moonlit 
hills of Judea for our salvation. I entered the audience room 
of the King of Kings, and caught a vision of His glory from 
the standpoint of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, passed 
into the Acts of the Apostles, where the Holy Spirit was doing 
His office work in the formation of the infant church. Then 
into the correspondence room, where sat Matthew, Mark, 
Luke, John, Paul, Peter, James and Jude, penning their epis- 
tles, I stepped into the throne room of Revelations, where 
all towered into a glittering peak and I got a vision of the 
King sitting upon his throne in all His glory, and I cried: 

All hail the power of Jesus' name, 
Let Angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem. 
And Crown Him Lord of all! 

(By Permission) 

W. A. Sunday. 

Zhc College (3rcetinQ6 

Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., October 1908 No. i 


f[A young doctor sat in his office one evening in the early 
spring, thinking, planning how he might build up his prac- 
tice. He was very much discouraged, for Sedola, like many 
towns of its size, had had only one doctor for many years. 
To be sure, he had grown old, but so had his patients. That 
a young, inexperienced man should come into their com- 
munity and think that they would trust their lives to him, 
was worse than foolish they said. They did not know him or 
his ways, and how could any young fellow just from college 
understand or care about their ailments. And the old doc- 
tor, himself, was heard to growl, "He is a baby in swaddling 
clothes. I have worked and sweat for all I have had and no 
thanks to anybody. He needn't think I am going to carry 
him along or turn over my patients to him, let him shift 
for himself! But there was little shifting to do and the 
young man wished grimly, sometimes dispairingly, for work 
that never came. Three months had passed and but one 
case had come. The old doctor was out of reach and a wo- 
man's baby was dying. In her despair, she sent for Dr. 
Holt. He came at once and did all in his power to save the 
little child, but she was too far gone to be helped. The next 
day old Dr. Bowen learned of the circumstances and loudly 
boasted of what he would have done. And now the final 
humiliation had come. Dr. Bowen had been ill for several 
days and unable to see his patients and the young doctor 
had gone to his house and offered his assistance, only to be 
rebuffed with a few curt sentences to the effect that when 
people were wanted, they were susually sent for. 
CIt was a dark day for Dr. Holt and help seemed far to 
seek. Then he thought of old Aunt Maggie, the simple 
kindly friend of college days, and that night he wrote to her: 
"Dear Aunt Maggie — It has been a long time since you 

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heard from me, but I know you are just as ready to help me 

as you ever were. I have not found the world any kinder 

since 1 left school. After all the fight, the struggle there, I 

am still finding life a hard, hard problem. I need some of 

your courage, some of your wholesomeness, but I cannot 

come to you, so won't you come to me. I know it is no small 

thing, to ask you to leave your own home, but I do need you 

so much. And let me v/hisper something to you, there is dust 

under the chairs and tables, and cob-webs in the corners. 

ISTow doesn't that make your orderly soul long to be my 

housekeeper? If you will come, write me, and I will send 

you the money for the ticket. With much affection, Harry 


$ ^ H< 

CThe train was crovfded, it was a warm day and every one 
was inclined to be cross. At one end of the car an old lady 
was diligently searching in her bag. "Well, to think I would 
leave it at home." Unconsciously the Avords slipped out. 
The girl sitting by her, glad of any diversion, kindly asked 
her if she had forgotten something. "Well, dearie, I didn't 
mean to bother you, but the fact is, I am in a right smart 
pickle. I am goin' to a strange place and the name of the 
town I am to get off at is in a letter, and its a layin' oh the 
center table at home. T never paid any 'tention to the name, 
'cause I thought tliey's no use, seein' as it was all written 
down; come to think of it, seems to me it began with an 'S.' " 
$["But you had to get a ticket, where did you get it for?" 
d^IsTo, I had a little boy run on and get it for me, for I had 
to stop and see a neighbor's cat and that made me kind of 
late. Poor thing got its paw most cut off, but it is doin' fine 
now. And the conductor's taken it — I mean the ticket. 
Conductor, Mr. Conductor — " but nobody heard in the con- 
fusion of passengers hurrying off. "What's the train man 
calling? Sedola? Well, I am going to risk it. Goodbye, 
dearie," and gathering up her bundles, the old lady quickly 
left the train. 
f[She asked one of the by-standers at the station if a doctor 

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by the name of Holt lived there. He told her no. But a 
little boy said he knew of him, and that he lived in the next 
town about six miles away. "What time would the next 
train come? Not until two o'clock the next afternoon?" It 
was better to walk, and she trudged briskly down the road. 
She met only two people and they were going the other 
way. At last growing very tired she sat down to rest, a 
queer little woman with her black dress, her gay, many-col- 
ored shawl and black bonnet trimmed with every kind of 
flower that ever grew in an old-fashioned garden. The sun 
was sinking and a cool breeze was blowing through the tree 
tops. Eefreshed by her rest, she was just about to start on 
when she heard a buggy coming down the road. The horse 
was going rapidly and when he saw the old woman sitting 
on the rock he became frightened and began to run. A lit- 
tle boy who was with the man jumped out unhurt, then the 
buggy struck a tree and the man was thrown out. 
CLThe kindly old woman, quite unconsciously the occasion of 
all the difficulty saw at a glace that he was still living, but 
in need of medical assistance. 
C"How far is it to town?" she called to the boy. 
C" 'Bout a mile. Why?" 

Cl"Is there a doctor there by the name of Holt??" 

C"Well, do you go after him quick as ever you can. Now 

C"But, missus, Dr. Bowen, that's him there, he don't like 
the other one, an' — " 

C "Never mind, it's not a case of what he likes, but what he 
needs; now go on." 

CIn a very few minutes Dr. Holt arrived. 
II"Well, well. Aunt Maggie, I didn't intend for you to kill 
my competitor off entirely, I don't know whether I ought 
to do anything or not. He told me once that — " 
C["W""ell, Harry Holt! I thought you had a little decency 
about you. Now do you get to work as quick as you can." 
CSo they took him to a nearby house. And thus it hap- 

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pened that Dr. Bowen found himself all imexpectedly not 

doctor, but patient, and with a kindly and efficient^ old lady 

for a nurse. 

« * « 

C"Have you been waiting dinner very long, Aunt Maggie? 
I am sorry to be so lote, but you won^t mind when I tell you 
the news. I just brought Dr. Bowen home this morning, 
and I'll tell you, he was glad to get back; said those three 
months seemed like three years. Guess they did, too, for 
that's the longest he has left his practice in forty-five years." 
C^'And is he going to keep on just the same as ever, now 
that he's well again?" 

C"That is just what I was going to tell you about. Do you 
remember that miner, who was so grateful to me for saving 
his wife that night the doctor was hurt? "Well, he told Dr. 
Bowen all about it. And then several other of his patients 
I took care of have spoken a good word for me, and asked 
him to give me a chance. Well, as we were driving along 
this morning, he said he guessed one doctor's of&ce was 
enough in this town, and that I had better shut mine up 
and — well, of course, he doesn't forget his — " 
C^Well, he had better not. Where would he be now if it 
wasn't for you?" 

C"So he said for me to move into his ofiice, and from now 
on we are to work together. For he needs some one to 
take the long hard drives, and I need the work and his sup- 
port. And think. Auntie, it all came about by your coming 
to me." 

CBut all Auntie could say was, "Well, I'll declare, I'm 

J. P., '10. 


C"Yes, this is my daughter, and she must have a good room. 
Poor child, she is used to so many comforts! Wliy, only two 
windows! Well, dear, we must just make the best of it. 
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m^ ^ 

Y. W.? Oh, I see. But don't you think it takes too much 
time from their studies? All this Y. W. work? No, her 
trunk hasn't come up yet, and it must be sent up imme- 
diately. I'll have to arrange her things. Can't you see that 
it's sent up at once?" 

With infinite patience the Y. W. girl explains and quietly 
does what she can, overlooking peculiar requests on account 
of the excitement of the moment. The daughters are so 
numerous and their wants so many and varied, and often 
so utterly impossible, as for instance the request of one girl 
for a room on the front with two south windows — when the 
building was so inconsiderately made to face the north; but 
what can one do but let the newcomer learn by degrees what 
to expect? 

CFor most of them the new life is an entire change even to 
having Monday for a holiday, which seems to impress many 
of them as being a most remarkable custom. This view 
seems also to be held by some of the townspeople. One wo- 
man was heard to remark: "How funny, that all the asy- 
lums let out on Monday!" Indeed, there is often a confu- 
sion of the different institutions of the city. One of our 
girls wanted to send home a postal picture of the college 
with her room indicated. She discovered Just in time be- 
fore mailing it that she had marked with a huge cross and 
the words "my room," a window in the dangerous ward of 
the Insane Hospital. 

CLBut this is neither a hospital nor a reformatory as many 
would believe. Of pleasures there are a thousand. Just 
look through the kodak books of last year's girls. There 
are the Hallowe'en gypsies, ghosts, cowboy-girls, kindergar- 
ten children, and even Schneider's band. Farther on there 
is Santa himself as well as the chimney. Then you will find 
the same faces under snow trees, not "grown gray in the 
service," however, but merely dressed for the "Washington's 
birthday party. ; 

COf course there is study and study and study in between, 
but think of the infinite amount of knowledge one has ac- 

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quired by the end of the year. Yet the knowledge of books 
is not our greatest acquisition, rather, the knowledge of our- 
selves and each other. Here we must compare with a dozen 
times the number of girls with whom we have formerly 
been ranked, and the test is often a severe one. Yet see the 
results. At the end of one school term each one has come 
in contact with a host of girls, and strange it is if her life 
has not become much happier and more efficient by the ex- 
perience. IST. L. v., '09. 



'TBehold how great a matter a little fire kindleth!" 
CSome time in January. 1907, the resident Alumnae of the 
Woman's College awoke to the fact that their help was need- 
ed to raise the seventy-five thousand dollars necessary to se- 
cure Mr. Carnegie's gift for the college. 
([The spirit was indeed willing, but the bank accounts few. 
How was the question. Like an inspiration came to me the 
idea of a memorial scholarship to honor my beloved president. 
Dr. Adams. 

C Consulting Dr. Harker I learned that one thousand dollars 
would name a scholarship, be credited to the classes giving 
it, and be counted on the Carnegie fund. At the February 
meeting of the Alumnae, the plan was presented, and met 
with such hearty and enthusiastic reception that nearly one 
hundred dollars was pledged there. By the next meeting the 
idea had so expanded in the prolific brain of Dr. Harker, 
that he proposed the Alumnae increase the number to five 
scholarships, in honor of five presidents. With equal ardor 
the plan was undertaken, and with such success, that on 
May twenty-eighth at the annual reunion the treasurer had 
the great pleasure of presenting Dr. Harker the first five 
hundred dollars in gold, as an earnest of the success of the 
undertaking. Who of us will ever forget the sixtieth anni- 
versary? At the business meeting the tide of enthusiasm 
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rose so high that twenty-five hundred dollars was pledged 
that afternoon. Little wonder that when we met around 
the banquet board joy and laughter ran riot. Toast-mistress 
and responses were in the happiest and most brilliant vein. 
As old class-mates clasped hands again, years slipped away 
and we were girls together once more. 

CN"or did the fire die out. At the annual meeting in June 
1908, the treasurer reported two thousand four hundred and 
fifty-six dollars and fifty cents paid to Dr. Harker. It was 
unanimously voted to try to increase the five scholarships of 
one thousand dollars to five thousand dollars each by the 
year 1917. Then five worthy girls may have the advantage 
of the college home, as well as free tuition. The trustees 
granted two scholarships and we hope to have a third by 

COn commencement day the treasurer had the high priv- 
ilege of presenting the first one thousand dollar scholarship 
completed' in money and pledges to Dr. W. F. Short. 
COctober 12, 1908, the sum of twenty-seven thousand dol- 
lars had been paid in. Does it seem an impossible thing, 
that the Alumnae and former students could raise twenty- 
five thousand dollars in ten years? Why not? The money 
already given has come from less than two hundred persons. 
By 1917, there will have graduated from the college more 
than one thousand young women. If two hundred and fifty 
of these would give ten dollars each for ten years — or what 
would be far better — if 500 would give five dollars annually 
for ten years, the twenty-five thousand would be secured. 
Then how we would come up to our seventieth anniversary 
with exceeding great pride and rejoicing. Why not? A 
little personal self-sacrifice and hearty co-operation on the 
part of each member, and success would be sure. If you 
can not give, persuade some one else to give for you. Will 
not each class secretary "get busy" and see that her class 
does its full share? 

CA greater and more splendid future awaits our Alma Mater 
than her §lder daughters ever prophesied or dreamed of. 

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Shall we not prove our loyalty and faith, hy our generous 

CI know of no other investment which will pay such splen- 
did dividends. Long after the "star" is placed opposite our 
names in the Alumnae register, these scholarships will go 
on enriching the lives of young women, as long as the Col- 
lege stands. 

C! Perhaps a statement of the present condition of each 
scholarship would bq of interest, and is here given: 

Eeport of the Alumnae Memorial Scholarship Fund, 
October 12, 1908. 

Am't needed 

to complete 

Cash. Pledges. Total. Scholarship. 

Jaquess $ 455.51 $ 100.00 $ 555.51 $ 444.49' 

McCoy 455.51 100.00 555.51 444.49 

Adams 357.03 50.00 407.03 593.97 

DeMotte 305.00 180.00 485.00 515.00 

Short 896.00 104.00 1000.00 000.00 

Harker 687.50 96.00 . 783.50 316.50 

Total $3701.09 $ 530.00 $3331.04 $1768.96 

Jennie Hinman Ward, Treasurer. 


CT. Those who do not know much about the summer associa- 
tion conferences may ask, "What is it, this college day, and 
what do they do then?" Not so others, however. To the 
girl who has been at any of the student summer conferences, 
these words recall a very happy afternoon. 
CThe program of this year's college day at Lake eneva, was 
scheduled to begin at two o'clock, but before that hour the 
different state groups began to gather. Then the line of 
march was formed and all proceeded to the lawn in front of 
the villa where the "stunts" wer^ to take place. The guests 
of the day were already seated there and it would be hard to 
tell which delegation was received with the heartiest ap- 
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plause, Illinois with their white frocks and pretty flower 
head-dresses, Iowa with their gay Indian costumes, Indiana, 
Michigan, Wisconsin or Minnesota each with its distinctive 

C Illinois came first in order of "stunts," which were per- 
formed by representative delegations of ten or more. The bur- 
lesque on opening day as presented by girls from the State 
University was particularly worthy of mention. The whole 
state united in a floral procession which wound in and in 
until the compact mass of flowers was completed, the tallest 
ones being in the center. Then all the flowers drooped and 
softly the words: 

Just a'wearyin' for you, 

"Wishing, dear Miss Weeks, you knew. 

How we're drooping, wondering when 

You'll be coming back again. 
^ Though the West's your home 'tis true. 

Our state's wearinn' for you, 

rose from the sad-hearted flowers as they remembered the 
dear state secretary who had left them. But as the realiza- 
tion came that some one else had come to take her position 
they resnonded to the gentle ministrations of the gardener 
who went about with rake, hoe and watering pot, and the 
jolly chorus rang out: 

Here's to Miss Wheeler, 

Here's to Miss Wheeler, 

Here's to Miss Wheeler, 

Miss Wheeler, here's to you! 

CThe Iowa Indians had a most interesting council. Minne- 
sota did some charming marching and had as a further part 
of their program a delightful song by a little Japanese girl. 
And thus in one way or another every state was represented. 
A lively part of the entertainment was furnished by the 
cheers and yells furnished by the "sterner sect" to whom 
Miss Wilbur had delegated all demonstrations of the sort. 
But all things must come to an end, and at length this merry 
afternoon was only another one of the charming memories 
which we carried away from Geneva. E. M. P., '09. 

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Editors — Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt. Margaret Potts 
Business Managers — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee— Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

CLThe following decidedly youthful effusion upon "An Ed- 
itor/' coming from nobody knows where, thrust itself uncere- 
moniously among the other decorous manuscripts, Just as 
the litle editor was rather dolefully starting to the printer's, 
— and being new she is afraid of the printer. There was no 
time to remonstrate, so here it is: 

([An editor is a unique and notable creature, that is, a suc- 
cessful editor of a paper worth while, like the College Greet- 
ings. Who can know the bounds of her knowledge or meas- 
ure the power of her decisions? One can not hope to ex- 
haust the scope of her talents. She stands with, the famous 
heroes of old to do or die, to get copy or make it. And 
sometimes she smiles and wins and sometimes she is terri- 
ble in her wrath and employs all means of extortion known 
to the fraternity. 

CWe are astounded at her talents. In the first place, an 
editor has to know everything — things past and to come, de- 
sired and feared. The celebrated "Compendium of Useful 
Information" that Elaph Hewlitt so cleverly substituted for 
dollars in the mission box in Yamaby was not in it. She 
knows everything. And bliss upon bliss, no one ever doubts 
an editor's wisdom, which is but saying \vith slight twist 
that the editor is of all men or women the most beloved. 
Subscribers are devoted to her policies and contributors are 
ever grateful — sometimes it's for being put into print; some- 
times, though the sentiment is, we admit, apt to be delayed, 
for being kept out. 

([To mention only less important truths about an editor we 
might suggest her literary grace and face, her discrimina- 
tion, her courage in v'arfare, offensive and defensive. 
([The present editor of the College Greetings is, we are told, 
a little body and timorous. Other editors have passed to 
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speedy reward or judgment, and so must she, and all man- 
ner of compliments and apologies are hereby ojffered the 
readers of the college paper. She will try hard and she 
promises to smile with especial sweetness upon all who bring 
copy, upon all who read it, and in fact upon all friends of 
this best of college enterprises, our paper, as she herself will 
tell you later. 

CThe class of 1909 of the Woman's College has entered up- 
on a new era, a new era not only in the history of the class, 
but also in the history of the college. For the first time 
since the founding of this school students are enrolled in all 
four college classes, and '09 can boast of Seniors in both the 
B. S. and B. A. courses. There are Seniors in every depart- 
ment, and a bit of added glory is given to the class when it 
is remembered that the representative of the voice depart- 
ment is that important individual, the first man to graduate 
•from this school. 

CWhile we are well aware of the traditional distinction ac- 
I corded the highest class in college, there is also borne in 
[upon us a keen sense of responsibilty, especially with regard 
jto the management of the College Greetings. This project 
[is in the hands of the entire class, but a large part of the 
work naturally falls upon the editor. The present incum- 
bent, after finding herself on the "inside track," has learned 
a few facts concerning the office. For instance, she has dis- 
I covered that editors may be sincere and decidedly in earnest 
I when they plead for the interest and support of the public. 
[Since ours is a college publication, we should perhaps di- 
[rect our appeal to those who display some interest in this 
[feature of school work, especially our own college girls. 
[Every one of our readers is invited to help us to make our 
paper a success, to help to give it life and interest, and to 
|make it worth while for the busiest to take time from month 
[to month to notice each new feature. 
I C And, girls, we must have your help and support. We want 

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all of you to give us material. Let us see what you can do. 
If your contribution contains but one idea that we can use, 
we want it. And never lose an opportunity to speak a good 
word for the College Greetings. 


C[The year has opened with a very promising prospect for 
Department of Expression. Mrs. Dean has come back from 
a most restful and refreshing vacation, spent on the Maine 
coast, full of enthusiasm and new life with which to inspire 
the students of Expression to work and to learn. Miss Pier- 
sol, too, breathes out an inspiration to enter heartily into 
the study of Physical and Bodily Expression. 
C.The department is more popular than ever, the enroll- 
ment being as large again as it has ever been. It is whis- 
pered, just whispered as yet, that Miss Mitchell, one of last 
yearfs Seniors, is coming back to be a Senior in Expression. 
All of the girls who knew Miss Mitchell last year will joy- 
fully welcome this bit of news. 

CA short recital was given in the Music Hall on the after- 
noon of September twenty-fourth in which a number of last 
year's students took part. The following program was given 
to a very appreciative audience: 

Nellie's Gift — Miss Brown. 

The Boat for Slumberland — Miss Correll. 

A Eomance in a Trolley Car — Miss Mitchell. 

How the Elephant Got His lYunk — Miss Yates. 

What Came to Dilly — Miss Jennings. 

A Question of Color and Advice — Miss Ford. 

Eliph Hewlitt, Castaway — Miss Faekt. 
CA number of new pictures, reproductions of sculpture de- 
picting various! attitudes in bodily expression, add greatly to 
the attractiveness of the studio. 

CThe old students are looking forward to the "studio teas" 
which have always been a pleasant feature of the Expres- 
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CThe College of Music has a larger enrollment this year 
than it has ever had in the history of the school. Students 
from all parts of the United States have enrolled. 
CThe first pupils' recital was given in the Music Hall on 
Thursday afternoon, October fifteenth. 

CThe first faculty concert will be given about November 
fifth. The soloists will be Miss Ebbinghouse, pianist; Miss 
White, soprano, and Miss Eummler, contralto. 
CMr. Stead will give an organ recital later during the se- 

CThe third concert which we all look forward to, will be a 
violin recital by Mr. StafEord. ^ 

CAn artists' course will be offered this year, the concerts to 
be given under the auspices of the College of Music. Augusta 
Cottlow, pianist, will give a recital on December tenth, and 
Miss Louise Armsby, soprano, on February nineteenth. 
Other artists who are to take part in this series of concerts 
will be announced later. 

CMr. Stead dedicated a new Hastings organ at Virginia on 
September twenty-ninth. On November tenth he will give 
a recital for the Musical Club of Ottawa, Illinois, and in De- 
cember will fill several other engagements. 
CMrs. Mabel Riggs Stead, after traveling in Europe all sum- 
mer, is now studying in Berlin with the great Russian pian- 
ist, Gabrilowitsch. 


CThe Senior class in sewing are using the free hand draug'ht 
method this year. They have Just finished making some 
fancy and tailored shirtwaists. 

CA course in millinery has been offered this semester. This 
is a new feature in the department, and the girls who are 
taking the work find it very interesting. 
CMiss Pittner took the Senior cooking class, during one of 

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their periods, to visit the Domestic Science department of 
the Jacksonville High School. The class also visited the 
Passavant Hospital in order to see the dietary kitchen. The 
Seniors are expecting to take up the study of "Food and 
Cookery for the Sick and Convalescents," by Fannie M. Far- 
mer. They have been putting up Jelly and fruit, which they 
intend to dispose of in a special sale some time soon. 
CThe Senior class in Domestic Science was invited by the 
Woman's Club to hear Mrs. Hessler's lecture on "Hhouse 
Decoration." The lecture was interesting, and was greatly 
enjoyed by the Senior girls. 


([During the past month we have had several exceedingly 
interesting talks in chapel. Mr. Sunday was here one morn- 
ing and spoke to us. As his text he took the eighth verse 
of Psalm forty-five. He did not speak long, but all that 
he said was very interesting and fascinating. When he had 
finished everyone felt that a great strong message had come 
to us right out of a strong man's heart and experience. It 
was a short, pithy, scholarly talk, and one which could easily 
be used in our life every day. We said "farewell" very re- 
luctantly, and it was the desire of all to hear this speaker as 
often as possible. 

CRev. Mr, Whiting, the pastor of the Baptist church, spoke 
in chapel one morning of the sympathy and feeling of kindli- 
ness which he feels for the school in spite of its being of a 
denomination other than the one to which he belongs. He 
also assured us of his hearty co-operation whenever and how- 
ever we might need him. 

CWe have also been so fortunate as to have with us Mr. 
Nichols, who has been for some time in a missionary field in 
China. He told us about the education, or, rather, the lack 
of education of the Chinese girls, and traced the opportuni- 
ties which had come to them from the opening of the first 
mission school until now. A part of his address which made 
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an especial appeal to us was the comparison of the moral 
standards and the teachings of Confucius with those of the 
Christian religion. 

CMiss Miller^, one of Mr. Sunday's assistants, was with us 
in evening chapel Octoher the fifth. She spoke to us only a 
short time, telling us of her plans for work. Since then she 
has been with us during the chapel hours three mornings 
out of each week, and we have all enjoyed her talks and re- 
ceived much benefit and inspiration from them. 


CMiss Knopf and Miss Harker spent the greater part of thF 

summer at Ogunquit, Maine, stu.dying in the summer school 

of Chas. H. Woodbury, and we expect to see some of their 

sketches on exhibition before Christmas. Their return trip 

included a trip to Boston and New York. 

CThe enrollment in the Art department is the largest in 

its history and there is great interest and enthusiasm. 

CA number of interesting and useful articles have been 

added to the studio equipment. 

C. Special interest is being shown in the craft classes. 

CLSadie Doht, '08, has startedi a class at Springfield. 

CThe Art Seniors this year are Helen Lewis, Norma Virgin 

and Mary Metealf . 

CAlready some very interesting poses have characterized 

the Friday Sketch Class. 

CSome very excellent posters have already been put up for 

the societies. A very clever one was made by Norma Virgin 

for the program in honor of Mr. Sunday. 


CA great many changes have taken place in our faculty this 


CAll of the girls who had known her, were very glad to wel- 

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come back Miss Cowgill, who has come to take her old posi- 
tion as teacher of German, that chair having been left va- 
cant by Miss Austin's resignation. Miss Cowgill has spent 
her two years away from the college in study and travel, 
having been abroad the greatest part of that time. She 
spent one year in study at the University of Berlin. 
CMiss Laura Tanner has come as teacher of English. Miss 
Tanner's home has been in Jacksonville for years, her father 
having been at one time president of Illinois College, 
while she herself has acted as assistant in English in that in- 
stitution. She has also taught English at St. Mary's in Fari- 
beault, Minnesota, and at Colorado College, where she took 
her degree The vacation Just past Miss Tanner spent in 
travel in Europe. 

CMiss Vila Luella Breene, a graduate of Smith, is taking 
the History classes. For several years past she has been 
teaching history in the high schools of New York state. 
Miss Breene is a daughter of New England, her home being 
in Springfield, Massachusetts. 

dThe French chair is being filled by Miss Grace Grand- 
Girard Glasgow, who is a graduate of Miami University, 
where she has taught French for several years. Miss Glas- 
gow also takes the classes in Psychology and Logic. 
(UMiss Kate Pritchard of La Grange College takes Miss 
Young's place as teacher of Greek and the Intermediate De- 

CThe vacancy in the department of Home Econotnics, left 
by Miss Gunn's resignation, is being filled by Miss Ina K. 
Pitner of the Teacher's College of Columbia University. 
Miss Pitner did several years' work at the Lewis Institute 
in Chicago before taking her training at the Teacher's Col- 
lege. Miss Grace E. Eussell, the assistant in the department 
of Home Economics, is also a graduate of the Teacher's Col- 

HTn the music department. Miss Marie Francis Wliite of 
Evanston is taking Mrs. Eead's place, while Miss Marian 
Rummler is filling the vacancy left by Miss Hatch. Both 
Miss White and Miss Eummler have had training under ex- 
cellent masters and have had successful experience in their 
line" of art. 

CMiss Edna H. Ebbinghouse is filling the vacancy in the 
musical faculty, left by Mrs. Stead, who is studying abroad 
during her leave of absence. 

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COn the evening of September twenty-sixth at Centenary 
church in this city occurred the marriage of Elizabeth 
Tucker Mathers, '00-'02-'05, to William Goebel. It was one 
of the prettiest of the fall weddings in Jacksonville, and as 
Dr. Harker performed the ceremony, Prof. Stead furnished 
the music, and three of the attendants. Misses Taylor, Har- 
ker and Widenham, were alumnae, it might well be called an 
I. W. C. wedding. Mr. and Mrs. Goebel will live in Jack- 

CAnother wedding of interest to alumnae is that of Fay 
Clayton, '05, to Mr. Firman Thompson, which took place in 
Chicago July thirtieth. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson are now at 
home at 6412 Woodlawn avenue, Chicago, Illinois. 
CMrs. Madge Balch Johnson, '97, and husband, were made 
happy on June thirtieth by the birth of a son, George Wen- 
dall Johnson. 

C Sarah Allen Gray, a member of the first class, died at her 
home in Greenfield, Illinois, June thirteenth. While we 
grieve to lose these dear old members of the first class, we 
rejoice in the thought of the happy reunions they must be 
having on the other shore. 

CN^ews has also been received of the death of Mrs. Helen 
Wilmans Post, '54, at Sea Breeze, Florida. 
CThe class of 1908 has furnished some good material in the 
teaching line. Miss Inez Proudfit has secured a position as 
musical director in Albion College, Albion, Illinois; Miss 
Zelda Sidell is head of the violinj department in Amity Col- 
lege, College Springs, Iowa; Miss Jenne Harker is teaching 
domestic science in the public schools of East St. Louis, and 
Miss Gladys Maine is teaching in Franklin, Illinois. 
CMrs. Nelle O'Hare Eussell of Decatur, Illinois, with her 
husband and little daughter, visited Miss Harker at the Col- 
lege while attending the Mathers-Goebel wedding. 
CMiss Ethel Kimbel, '8, is studying music at Chicago Mu- 
sical College, where she received a scholarship. 
CMrs. Mary Timmohs Dighton, '04, of Monticello, Illinois, 
visited the College during the opening week of school, for 
the purpose of enrolling her sisters, Olive and Edna. 
CMiss Clara McCune, '07, has charge of the piano depart- 
ment at Sioux City, Iowa, this year. 

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CMr. Wendling of Quincy visited his daughter Mamie on 
October eighth. 

C Margaret Eaton, one of our old girls who is now teaching 
in Arenzville, visited the school recently. 
CBess Reed and Grace Schofield went to Danville, October 
seventh, to attend the wedding of Alma Layton. 
CThe old entrance has been improved by repapering. 
CMr. Ash of Pontiac spent a few days with his daughter 

CMaud Cook has returned after a short absence on account 
of sickness. 

CGrladys Maine of the class of '08 spent a few days with her 
sister Helen. 

CThe old girls were glad to see Eena Crum and Dorothy 
Virgin, who visited us one day recently. 
C Claire Kienzle and Mary Dilling are attending the Uni- 
versity of Illinois this winter. 
C[ Catherine Yates has been visiting in Chicago. 
flGrretchen Bauer, Eena Taylor, Norma Council, Marguerite 
Bullard, Marie Place, and Mamie Wendling spent October 
fourth and fifth in Springfield. 

CMyra Correll, who M^as here last year, is coming back once 
a week to take work in expression and music. 
C. Chapel seats were assigned on September twenty-fifth. 

Y. W. C. A. 

CThe Young Women's Christian Association entertained 
the girls Saturday, September the nineteenth. The party 
was a very informal one, held in the court, which was lighted 
by Japanese lanterns. Games were played until late and 
everyone enjoyed each minute as it passed. 
CThe first devotional meeting was held the following even- 
ing. This was led by Miss Mary Metcalf, the Association 
president. Miss Metcalf took as her topic the words, "As 
He would have me do," and showed that the ambition of the 
Association for this year was to lead every girl to do this. 
CPive of the girls from our Association, namel}^, Mary Met- 
calf, Hattie Walker, Marguerite Bullard, Mattie York, and 
Margaret Potts, attended the Geneva conference which was 
held from August the twenty eighth to September the 
seventh. We had heard much of the "Geneva spirit" and of 
Geneva in all its phases, but even so we were not prepared 

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in the least for that which we found. There were over five 
hundred delegates there from various schools, and besides all 
the enthusiasm and fire which these earnest girls roused in 
one another, there was the constant inspiration of living 
side by side with many of the leaders in the Christian work 
of to-day. The benefit received from daily contact with such 
people as Miss Wilbur, Mrs. Barber, Miss Broad, John Bal- 
colm Shaw, Miss Simms, " and others like them, cannot be 
reduced to cold words, but such an experience is one which, 
hraving once received, a girl longs to pass on to others. A 
daily feature of the conference was the classes in Mission 
and Bible study. These were led by able and interesting 
leaders, such as Dr. William Day, Dr. Francis L. Wilbur, 
Mrs. Stevenson, Miss Paxson and Miss Barge. There were 
several divisions of each of the two main topics of study, and 
thus the taste of everyone was suited. The addresses were 
all helpful and inspiring, especially those by Dr. Benton and 
Dr. Shaw. Altogether the ten days spent by the lakeside 
probably meant more of help and inspiration to many girls 
than any other ten days they have ever known. 


CThe Athletic Association had its first meeting on Monday, 
October fifth. The following officers were elected: 

President — Bess Holnbaek. 

First Vice President — Mildred Stahl. 

Second Vice President — Zola Stum. 

Secretary — June Dyke. 

Treasurer — Zelda Henson. 

Eeporter — Norma Virgin. 
C[The tennis courts and basket ball grounds have been made 
ready for use and a number of new features are in progress 
for this year's work. These, under the direction of Miss 
Piersol, are sure to be a success. 


COn the morning of Tuesday, September the twenty-sec- 
ond, the girls were delightfully surprised to find a bill in- 
side their doors announcing the coming of a "Street Car- 
nival" to be given in the Belles Lettres hall, September the 
'twenty-eighth. Great excitement prevailed, for a street car- 
nival at the Woman's College was an unheard of thing, and 
the girls wondered if it would be like all street carnivals. 

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When Monday evening came they soon discovered that it 
was. After they had visited the numerous attractions and 
had seen the "Dwarf," the "Picture Gallery," "Nickelodeon" 
and "Fortune Teller," they decided it was a real carnival. 
CThe day after the carnival the Belles Lettres held their 
first meeting. This was attended by a goodly number of old 
members, who were glad to welcome the visitors. The pro- 
gram Avas carried out with the usual enthusiasm and zeal 
which characterize the work of the Belles eLttres. The 
girls are hard at work again, but they greatly miss the help 
of those who did not return to our collegej halls this year. 


CIn spite of the fact that many of the girls whom we had 
considered as among our strongest members did not return 
to us this fall. Phi Nu is looking forward to a very success- 
ful year. The programs which have beeen given have been 
of a high literary quality as well as very clever. 
CThe general subject for September the twenty-ninth was 
College Athletics and the program was as follows: 

Phi Nu Song. 

Paper, "The^ College Girl and Athletics"— Mildred Stahl. 

Original Poem — Besse Holnback. 

Piano Solo — Zola Stum. 

Eeading — Katherine Yates. 
Chalk Talk— Helen Lewis. 

Vocal Solo — Lucile Eottger. 
CThe poster for the "Billy Sunday" program of October the 
twentieth attracted much attention and favorable comment. 
At the close of that meeting a number of new girls were 
taken into the society. 

C!On Saturday, September the twenty-sixth the Phi Nus 
gave their annual party to the new girls. The invitation in 
the shape of bubbles rising from dainty little pipes gave a 
hint as to the nature of the evening's fun. First bubbles 
were blown for a while and then the pipes were dressed in 
crepe paper. The prize for this went to Miss Piersol. The 
refreshments carried out the general scheme, consisting as 
they did of dainty pipe-shaped cakes, bubbles of ice cream 
and Phi Nu mints. Music helped to make the time go rap- 
idly, and at a late hour we separated with reluctance that 
we must go, and many praises for the pleasure of the even- 

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Maisie 3 

Metrical Versions of the Aeneid, Book i, Lines 1-17 , . 5 

A shop Girl's Story 8 

D. A. R 9 

Chapel Notes ...;... 10 

At Fairview 11 

Locals 12 

Art Notes 13 

Editorial 14 

Hallowe'en . 16 

Y. W. C. A 17 

Athletic Association 18 

PhiNu 19 

Belles Lettres 19 

Class Reports ., 22 

Class Officers and Organizations 23 

Alumnae Notes 25; 

Exchanges 26 




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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., November 1908 No 2. 


CThe houses on Factory Street looked like so many boxes of 
the same size, shape and color, lined up on either side of the 
straggling lane. There the people lived who sank — some, 
their days, and others, their nights — in the great woolen fac- 
tories that were the central industry around which the little 
town had sprung up. In one of these dingy houses was a 
family not greatly different from the others of the row; they 
had even about the same number of children, five, although 
there had been more. Maisie was the first — she was now 
eighteen — and there had been three more who had died when 
babies; and now the four beside Maisie were all much young- 
er — the baby only two months old, and the mother looked 
yet very white and frail. Mr. Martin worked in the factory 
— he had a position somewhat better than some of his neigh- 
bors — he was foreman in one of the machine rooms; and 
Maisie was one of the ordinary factory girls — putting in her 
days there, but loving a good time and having it, too, in her 
outside hours. She was engaged to Jim Dudley, one of the 
factory workers. It had all been very simple; they were walk- 
ing home from a dance one night, when Jim, with his arm 
around Maisie's waist, had suddenly said: "Maisie, you're 
the prettiest girl I know of, and I wish you'd try hittin' it 
off with me for always." 

CMaisie gave a derisive laugh. ''Awh, quit your foolin*; 
you're kiddin' and you know it." 

C"I'in not kiddin' — I mean it. Maisie, it's serious with me. 
As long as I live it's you or nobody." 

CAnd Maisie had, despite herself, given a little, hard sob, 
and, trembling a minute in his strong arms, had said: "Oh, 
it's been you or nobody for a long time with me, Jim. I 'uz 
so afraid you'd know. That's why I stung you so that night 
at Judd's party to go home with Nick. He wuzn't nothin' to 

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me, but I didn't want 3'^ou to think 'at you wuz eitlier. But, 
oh, you wuz, you wuz, Jim. I'd knowed I'd liked you weeks 

CAnd so they were engaged. And now Jim walked home 
with Maisie from the factory every evening at six o'clock, and 
each was saving part of the meagre-enough week's salary to- 
ward furnishing for themselves a little, box-like, rented 

COne day over at the factory something happened in one of 
the machine rooms. They felt a little tremor of excitement 
all over the vast building, but nobody knew exactly what it 
meant — only a vague curiosity prevailed, and the whisper 
that something had happened. After a half hour, one of the 
little Martin children appeared in the door and screamed out: 
"Oh, Maisie, it's father. And mother says to come." Maisie 
was at the door in a minute, and clasping the child's hand 
and asking only one or two hurried questions as she ran, 
found from her that her father had been caught on a wheel, 
badly crushed, and carried home to die. The doctor had said 
that he had only three hours at most. When Maisie reached 
home his eyes were anxiously turned toward the door, and, 
pushing through the little crowd of kindly neighbors, she 
answered the appeal on his face by going straight to the bed 
and kneeling beside him where she could hear his faintest 

C "Maisie, it's tough luck. * * * j don't know what you'll 
all do without me. Mother ain't strong — you'll look after 
her and the rest, won't you? '- ' * Take care of 'em the best 
you can," 

CAn hour later he died. 

C After the funeral Maisie went back to work, and a shadow 
heavier than that cast by sorrow hung over her — the shadow 
of responsibility. That evening when Jim came to walk home 
with her as usual, she said: "Not tonight, Jim; I want to go 
home by myself. But you cah come and take me for a walk 
after supper. I've got somethin' to tell you then." 
C, After the supper dishes were done, Jim came, and stood, 
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uncomfortable and awkward, while Maisie got her coat and 
put on her fascmator. Outside she said: "Let's walk out on 
the river road/' Silently they went and then Maisie very 
simply t urned to him.: "Jim, I can't marry you. * * * 
There's mother and the children, and they've got nobody else 
but me." 

C Dazed and failing to take her meaning for a minute, he 
could only look, and then with a cry: 

C'^But, Maisie, girl, I can't do without you. I know my pay 
ain't much now, but I'll work harder, and I'll take care of 
your family just the same's I would of you. But I can't give 
you up." 

CMaisie smiled a wan little smile. "Jim, dear, you don't un- 
derstand, but it Just couldn't be. It wouldn't be right. I 
know. I thought it all out, and there ain't no other way. 
Oh, it's hard," "with a catch in her voice, "but nothin' you 
can say can change me. And now take me home." 
CSo together they went back along the river road, up the 
straggling lane, and stopped before the dingy house where 
only yesterday crape had fluttered from the door. A minute 
later Maisie went in alone. N". T., '09. 

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I am singing of arms anu a man. 

Who first brought to the far distant land 

Of Italia his brave little band. 

O'er the land and the sea he was blown, 
As an exile of fate he did groan. 
Cruel Juno wouldn't leave him alone 

Till he founded a city, and there 
Brought the Ilian gods, and the pair 
Founded Kome, and the race living there. 

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Tell me why. Muse, when Juno was mad, 
She brought hardships and sorrow so sad 
On a man who was really "not bad?" 

Long ago was a city so fair, 

Tyrian colonists owned the best share, 

'Twas called Carthage by men everywhere. 

And this African city had might, 
'Twas a people who did like to fight. 
Surely Juno did love them, all right. 

For her arms and her chariot were here, 
And she'd wished now, for many a year. 
To make Carthage of all cities the peer. 

Gladys Henson. 


I sing of arms and of a man, 

When first he came from Trojan shores 

A fugitive by fate was he. 

And came across the stormy sea, 

Down to the shores of Italy, 

And lastly to Lavinia. 

While sailing on the furrowed deep 

This hero had no peaceful sleep. 

Or even resting on the shore. 

He never found his troubles o'er; 

For followed by his little band, 

With war and wrath he must contend. 

Until at last he found the land. 

A city then he built with care 

And brought his household gods to share 

It with the race he founded there, 

A race from whence the Latins sprang. 

And Alban fathers thence have come. 

And last the high old walls of Eome. 

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Oh, tell me, Muse, the reason why 
The gods' own queen was so outraged 
That mourning s.he should cause to fall 
So great a mishap on the man 
Who by his merit was marked out. 
Was it not strange that such great wrath 
Should linger in the minds of gods? 
A city was in the olden times 
Held by the colonists of Tjre, 
Carthage hy name, and facing it 
Stood Italy, and far away 
The distant shores of Tiber old. 
With riches it was greatly blessed, 
And also in pursuits of war. 
This it is said by one who knew, 
That Juno loved above the rest, 
And even that beloved Samos. 
Here are her arms, her chariot, too. 

Zelda Henson. 


Of a war and of a hero 

I will sing and I will tell you; 

Of a Trojan who was exiled. 

To Italian shores he wandered, 

To Lavinian coasts he traveled. 

Tossed about on land and ocean 

The wicked wrath of Juno 

Thrust the hardships down upon him. 

Suffered he in war and conflict 

'Till a city there was founded. 

All the gods were carried thusward. 

From their tribe should come another, 

From their tribe the Alban fathers. 

From their tribe great walls of Eome. 

0! fair Muses, now remind me 

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Why lier queenly head was angered? 
Why she thrust such things upon him? 
Why a man of such devotion 
Such great hardships must encounter? 
In there anger in celestials? 
I will tell you of a city, 
Carthage, by the Tyrians founded. 
Yonder are the coasts of Italy, 
Yonder is the Tiber river. 
Great in war and great in riches, 
And the jealous Juno loved it. 
Dearer than all cities loved it. 
Dearer than her isle of Samos. 
Here her arms and here her war cart. 
This she loved and always care for. 
This would be the queen of nations ' 

If the fates would so permit it. 

Mary Wadsworth. 


CMarion Holcomb was a saleslady in Snerly and Green's 
great department store. She stood behind the counter for 
long hours and sold ribbons. Eibbons of many hues and 
many widths were displayed upon the counter and banked 
upon the shelves back of it. And in front of them the dainty 
little shop girl in her white linen frock, with her dark hair 
and eyes certainly presented a charming picture. After many 
hours of patiently giving samples, matching colors, and ad- 
vising anxious mothers about what shade and width of ribbon 
would be exactly proper or most becoming to her particular 
darling, Marion was very, very tired. The day had been an 
oppressively hot one, and her hair lay in damp, tumbled little 
ringlets about her forehead, making her even prettier than 
usual. Just at that moment He came. His name was Vinton 
Hayward. Marion knew him by reputation as a young ex- 
quisite very much sought after by all the girls of his set. She 
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knew him personally as — , but that doesn't belong to this 
story. He passed by the lace table, the candy department 
with their salesgirls, who were after all mere painted dolls, 
and came straight toward our little maid among the ribbons. 
C"Ah! Fine afternoon, isn't it? Rather warm, though. And 
how do you stand the heat, my dear?" 

C"Very well, thank you, Mr. Hay ward. And what can I sell 
you today? Here's some lovely green and white striped rib- 
bon that I know your sister'd like for her new party dress. 
And here's some wider that would be just lovely for a sash. 
And here's some white that's just lovely for hair ribbons. I 
know you'd, like to have some." 

C"Well, no, not today. To tell you the truth I was near here 
and couldn't help coming in to see you just a minute and tell 
you that I love you, and — oh! there's mamma, and she has 
some ice cream." 

CA squeal of delight, a quick overturning of the counter, 
and Marion Holcomb and Vinton Hayward, aged respectively 
five and seven, scampered across the grass to the back porch. 

E. M. P.,'09. 

D. A. R. 

CThe College has been honored during the past month by 
having as its guests the ladies who were in Jacksonville at- 
tending the twelfth annual congress of the Daughters of the 
American Eevolution. This organization, as every one no 
doubt knows, was founded at Washington, D. C, eighteen 
years ago, in order that the names and honor of our American 
forefathers, who so bravely fought for their independence, 
might be perpetuated. 

CThe Congress was called to order in Music Hall at ten 
o'clock Tuesday morning, November the third, and continued 
in session until the uext noon. Among the special numbers 
which enlivened the business sessions were vocal solos by Mrs. 
John R. Robertson, Miss Sarajane Matthews, and Miss Lucile 
Andrews, and a violin solo by Mr. Stafford. 

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C Tuesday noon, the girls under the able direction of Miss 
Pitner and Miss Eussel, served luncTieon in the Domestic Sci- 
ence hall, which was decorated in a manner appropriate to 
the occasion, and that evening Mrs. T. J. Pitner entertained 
in her usual charming manner at "Fairview/' Wednesday 
noon Mrs. E. E. Crabtree served luncheon at her home. 
CTuesday night Mrs. Dean gave a recital, assisted by Miss 
Eummler. Those who have heard Mrs. Dean need only be 
told that she was at her best in the reading of "Monsieur 
Beaucaire," by Booth Tarkington. Miss Eummler sang in a 
most charming manner, her selection being "Night," from 
Landon Eonald's cycle "Summer Time." Immediately fol- 
lowing the recital a reception was given to the guests in the 
College building. 

CThe College certainly enjoyed entertaining such charming 
guests, and hopes that they left with a pleasant impression of 
Jacksonville and I. W. C. 


CTMs past month has been an unusually fortunate one for 
us in regard to chapel visitors. During a large part of it the 
Sunday meetings continued and several of Mr. Sunday's help- 
ers were with us at different times. 

CMr. Pledger gave us a most helpful talk on the necessity 
of being a positive force in the world and warned us of the 
danger in delay. 

CThen, too, Mrs. Muirhead was with us one morning. Per- 
haps there is no more talented or capable woman in the coun- 
try than Mrs. Muirhead. Had she chosen to continue her law 
practice a brilliant future opened before her, but she has 
turned all her poM^rs into Christian work, and is doing an 
extraordinary and wonderful amount of good. Her talk to 
us was on the subject of popular amusements. 
CMiss Poxson's talk has already been referred to at more 
length, in the Y. W. C. A. report, so the editor will only say 

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here that as a result of that talk more than one Christmas 
box will go from the girls of I. W. C. to the girls of Milwau- 
kee Avenue, or as Miss Poxson herself calls it, Dinner-pail 

CMiss Miller also continued her Bible readings with us into 
this month. 

CThen, too, we have had several college presidents, with us. 
One morning President Taylor of Milliken and President 
Rammelkamp of Illinois College were both present. Both 
of these men spoke to us in a very interesting and helpful 
manner. More recently we have had the pleasure of listen- 
ing to Dr. Crook, who was pastor of Grace church in this city 
about thirty-three years ago. Since that time he has held the 
presidency of several colleges. Dr. Crook's mood was one of 
genial reminiscences, and we all enjoyed his talk very much. 
CAmong our other chapel ^dsitors have been Mr. McCarty, 
pastor of Centenary church; Eev. Summerville, pastor of the 
First Methodist church in Bloomington; Rev. Kern and Rev. 
Barton, both of Barry, and Rev. Ostrom of Greencastle, In- 
diana. Although space is lacking for a detailed account of 
the visits of all these, we remember them with great pleasure. 


CWhen Dr. Harker announced one evening in chapel that, 
if the weather proved pleasant the following Monday, Dr. and 
Mrs. Pitner would entertain at 'Tairview," every girl ap.- 
plauded in her heartiest manner, the old girls because they 
had enjoyed the Pitners' hospitality before, the others be- 
cause they would now see the place of which they had heard 
so many and such pleasant things. 

CMonday morning dawned cool and gray, and for a time it 
seemed as though the day's pleasure would have to be for- 
gone. Soon, however, the sun shone clear and bright, and 
every one rejoiced. About half-past ten groups began to leave 
the building. The long tramp through the crisp autumn air 
and the rustling autumn leaves was exceedingly pleasant, and 

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when the beautiful home was reached each was in her hap- 
piest mood. Of course, the dinner is a very important part 
of every picnic, and the dinner on this day was no exception. 
All the good things usually associated with a picnic dinner 
were there, and in addition most delicious ice cream and 
cake. At dinner time we had a short talk from Miss Louise 
Stevenson, who is president o fthe Young Woman's Christian 
Association in James Milliken University at Decatur. Miss 
Stevenson told us in a most interesting manner of the work 
of the Association in their school and the fresh impetus 
which they had received from the Sunday meetings. 
CMany pictures were taken, and so there are many memen- 
toes of our happy day. 


CEev. Neff, pastor of the M. E. church at Joplin, Mo., was a 
guest of the school on October twenty-one. 
CMr. and Mrs. Flint of Decatur, Mrs. Davis of Pesotum, 
Mrs. Wendling and Miss Blanche Smith of Quincy have been 
recent visitors to the College. 

CAmong the party that spent Sunday in Chicago were Miss 
White, Miss Eummler, Miss Pitner, Gretchen Bauer, Martha 
Mine, Maurine Poultney. 

CMr. and Mrs. Johns and Mr. and Mrs. Mcintosh have vis- 
ited their daughters. 

C Clarence Martin of J. M. U. at Decatur visited his sister 
Mary recently. 

CPena Crum and Dorothy Virgin of Virginia were guests of 
friends at the College. 

CA very patriotic spirit was shown by our girls on the night 
of November third. 

Clone Ellis, Norma Council, Helen Eyan and Pearl Jen- 
nings have all been home recently. 

CMiss Sherwood had a very pleasant visit from her sister 
and nephew on October twenty-fifth. 
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C^J^i's. Lynd and son of Pleasant Plains have been visiting 

Helen and Jeanette. 

CMr. J. 0, Potts of St. Louis spent October twenty-seventh. 

with his daughter Margaret. 

CMrs. Williams of Morris, Frances Boyd of Ashland and 

Mrs. Curl of St. Louis are among the October guests. 

CMrs. Hoops of Decatur spent Sunday, November eighth, 

with Miss Glasgow. 


CZillah Eanson, an Art Senior of '06, visited the studio re- 
cently. The girls who knew her were much interested in 
hearing about the New York Art Students' League, where 
she has studied for a year. 

CThe girls who have posed for the Friday! Sketch Class are 
Louise Baker, Helen Moore, Bessie Akers, Gretchen Bauer, 
Edna Timmons, Annette Kearick, and Dorothy Yates. A 
model usually poses the full two hours, but lately three, five 
and fifteen minute poses have been the new and interesting 

CThe students in the Arts and Crafts department under 
Miss Harker are already planning many lovely things for 
Christmas gifts. There has been an unusual number of addi- 
tions to these classes within the last week or two. 
CFor the benefit of the students in oil painting Miss Knopf 
is adopting the methods gained from her study with Mr. 
Woodbury, and the girls all vouch for their interest. 



Chapterl — Maid one. 
Chapter II — Maid won. 

Chapterlll Made one. — Ex. 

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Editors — Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen L,ambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

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^Although the College Greetings has never, so far as the 
present editor knows, concerned itself to any great extent 
with political issues, we feel that we cannot afford to allow 
the recent election to pass without notice. Far be it from us 
to think that we are in the slightest degree able to cope with 
some of the inevitable consequences of this election. For in- 
stance, dare we discuss the pregnant question, What is the 
future of the Democratic party? Or have we the presump- 
tion to bring up for debate the point. Can Mr. Taft master 
Congress, or will Congress master him? Not many of us 
would care to argue for either side of this question, though 
few undertakings, prospectively considered, seem too great 
for our College girls. We shall not even attempt to answer 
that most vital inquiry, can our next president restore pros- 
perity, though we should like to add, parenthetically, that 
we think he can, and will. But this much we know: On the 
night of November third, in the very midst of that time when 
all self-respecting and law-abiding transoms should reveal no 
lingering rays of light to watchful monitors in the corridors 
without, our College walls resounded with a racket and 
clamor and uproar, the like of which had not been heard 
since that night last fall, when we were told that Jacksonville 
had gone dry. And why this tumult and disturbance? Taft 
and Hughes had carried New York state! We had reason to 
celebrate and make a joyful noise. Universal quiet did not 
take possession of the house for a long time. Many and loud 
were the cheers for the nation's next chief executive. We 
understand that even the next morning one rather young per- 
son was heard to mutter sleepily, when at 6:20 the rising bell 
swung 'round the corner, "Hurrah for Taft!" In case that 
the general public has not yet become fully acquainted with 
the fact, we should like to state that we are glad to have Wil- 
liam H. Taft for the next resident of the White House. 
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COur readers are always glad, we think, to learn through our 
pages something of our work in the class room, so we should 
like to call attention to one feature of this month's issue that 
will interest a number of our College girls, and will also ap- 
peal to all to whom the words, "Arma virumaque cano," bring 
recollections of dog-eared Virgils, and the days when the So- 
man pronunciation was not. "We reefr to the metrical ver- 
ions of the first seventeen lines of the Aeneid. These were 
not written especially for the Greetings, but were part of a 
school room exercise. We would commend them for their 
cleverness, originality of expression and close translation of 
the Latin text. 

C^Did you ever get left? Perhaps you have raced madly 
down to a railroad tsation, only to see the last coach of your 
train gliding smoothly into the distance. The sensation 
produced by such an experience is perhaps better imagined 
than described, but did you ever, by any chance, after rising 
early in the chill gray of a misty October morning, and par- 
taking of breakfast beofre the rest of the household, wait at 
a junction for nearly half an hour, then have your train thun- 
der past you, without showing the slightest inclination of 
stopping for your benefit? Only under circumstances like 
these can the genuine "left" sensation be experienced. And 
the editor is in possession of facts which enable her to say 
positively that two occurrences of the kind have actually taken 
place, and rather recently, too. In each instance one of our 
faculty members was concerned, and perhaps the members of 
a certain science class could tell s-omething about it, if they 
were so disposed. But in each case the individuals concerned 
rose so promptly to the emergency that not many even sus- 
pect that they got left. 

C Sometimes the editors of the College Greetings feel a lit 
tie "left " though not for long to be sure, when we are in- 
formed, in caustic manner, that "the Greetings isn't worth a 
dollar, anyway." We are egotistical enough to think that it 

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is, and much more, too, so armed with this assurance we feel « 
amply able to meet any situation hostile to this highly im- '^ 
portant College enterprise. 

Cln the report of the Alumnae Memorial Scholarship Fund, 
published in our October issue, the amounts for the first 
scholarship in the list were duplicated. This was an error on 
the part of the printer, as this is a joint scholarship in honor 
of the two presidents, Jaquess and McCoy. 

CMiss Florence McDowell, for several years a loved and hon-j 
ored teacher of the College, is about to make what seems to' 
us a truly notable debut; and, honor upon honors, as a con- 
tributor to that most conservative of American Journals, the 
"Atlantic Monthly."' We shall watch the Atlantic with some 
impatience, but the article is surely coming, say the editors, 
and we hope not one, but many. 


The tricksy goblins. 

Little and lean, 
"Will call for you 
On Hallowe'en. 
At seven-thirty they'll be there 
To take you to some otherwhere. 
You'd better be ready, for they won't wait 
For any people who are too late. 
CThe above rhyme written in gold upon little black paste- 
board cats summoned each class to a Hallowe'en frolic. 
CThe next few days were busy ones, but the fateful night 
arrived at last, and with a few hurried stitches, a scramble 
into the queerest garments that ever clothed the denizens ol 
an institution of learning, all was in readiness. Queer look- 
ing little black goblins came screeching and yelling down the 
corridors to usher each class in turn to the chapel. Thei 
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were the the "Two Hearts that beat as one," Pumpkins, 
Chrysanthemums, the Seasons, the Pied Piper of Hamelin 
and the children who follow him. Bats, Clowns, a Negro fam- 
ily, a perfect bevy of Martha Washingtons, some quaint old 
ladies with band-boxes and bags, and most peculiar of all in 
a Woman's College — a Foot-ball Eleven. 
C^'Tien all had arrived there was a little plunge into the 
dark regions below by way of the back stairs, and grewsome 
corridors infested with troublesome little hobgoblins and all 
manner of pitfalls for the feet of the unwary. 
dAt last, the main corridor and light and cheer. This was 
attractively decorated with cornstalks and Jack o' lanterns and 
here and there the red light of a make-believe eampfire. At 
the north threatened the ghost room, where skulls and skel- 
etons and wet rubber gloves greeted the visitor. Then there 
were the witches' room, the fortune tellers' booths, and the 
polls, where we were all given an opportunity to vote for the 
next president. Still farther on there was an old fashioned 
New England kitchen, where we bobbed for apples and re- 
freshed ourselves with frappe, milk, apples and molasses cake. 
CAt nine-thirty a tired but happy lot of girls said good-night 
to their royal entertainers, the Specials, and were off to their 
rooms and beds and the dreams that belong to the j oiliest 
night of the year, Hallowe'en. M. E. M., '09. 

Y. W. C. A. 

^Several more girls have joined the Association the past 
month, giving us a total membership of one hundred and 

COne of our Sunday evening devotional hours was given 
over to Miss Poxson of Chicago. She told us very vividly of 
the conditions which she sees in her work, and made us feel 
the crises which other girls must often meeet. When she had 
finished there was not one of us whose heart had not been 
touched by sympathy for those less fortunate girls whose 
needs were presented to us so very clearly. 

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CThe annual state convention of the Young Woman's Chris- 
tian Association was held this year at Bloomington. Two 
hundred and nine delegates represented schools and colleges 
from every part of the state. 

C Although our four delegates arrived a day late, they lost 
none of the spirit of the convention. At the reception at the 
new building of the city Association we met for the first time 
or renewed our acquaintance with those lovely and inspiring 
women, Miss Wheeler, Mrs. Lyman, Miss Broad, and Miss 
Helen Barnes, who is our Secretary for the National Board. 
CPrayer service and Bible Study opened the session each 
morning. The meetings were most helpful and inspiring, es- 
pecially those led by Miss Wheeler and Miss Barnes. Dr. 
Butler of the Chicago University and Dr. Behan, dean of the 
Young Men's Christian Association Training Institute, gave 
us unusually interesting addresses. Miss Eobertson spoke to 
us about the Eleanor Clubs of Chicago, and Dr. Dye, who for 
some time has been on the foreign field, told of his work 

C Throughout the session there was genuine enthusiasm, and 
when the last meeting of the convention for nineteen-eight 
was ended, we bade our leaders farewell, smiling through our 


CThe annual party of the Athletic Association Monday, No- 
vember second, was somewhat of a departure from the usual 
type. It proved to be an inofrmal and most enjoyable "field 
day." In spite of the cloudy sky, some excellent snap-shots 
were taken of the girls in the various sports. There was an 
exciting game of basket ball, a set of tennis, and, most inter- 
esting of all, a really notable base ball game. The crowning 
feature of the last was the umpire, Mr. Sunday having con- 
sented to serve in that capacity. The game was a hotly con- 
tested one between the Ancients and thei Modems, the Mod- 
erns being victorious. Mr. Sunday's remark, "The girls play- 
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ed like everything and one side beat the other," was phil- 
osophical as well as conciliatory. Mrs. Sunday, Billy Junior, 
and Mr. Pledger were among the guests, and enjoyed with us 
the novel refreshments that followed the day's events. 


CThe new Phi Nus have been proving their merits by the 
splendid work which they have done on the "new girl pro- 
grams" given at the last few meetings. The following pro- 
gram was given on November tenth: 

Piano solo — Bessie Belknap. % 

The Newspaper as an Educator — Portia Fuqua. 

Phi Nu Song. 

Original Poem — Helen Moore. 

Vocal solo — Annette Eearick. 

Debate — "Resolved, That the school system of Japan is 
superior to that of France." Affirmative, Ethel Leidendeker, 
Anna Shaffer; negative, Gretchen Bauer, Jessie Kennedy. 
CA number of girls have recently been taken into Phi Nu 
as pledged members. Since the Sub-Junior and Junior Pre- 
paratory students are not eligible to full membership, arrange- 
ments have been made whereby they may be taken into the 
society as pledged members, and candidates for full member- 

CWe were very glad to welcome Mrs. Yates and Mrs. Jack- 
son to our meeting on November tenth. 
Clnez Freeman, one of our last year's members, is with us 
again. She comes from her home in Mason City, once a 
week, in order to study with Mr. Stead, and so finds it possi- 
ble to attend the society meetings Tuesday afternoons. 


CAll the Belles Lettres girl's seemed rather nervous when 
they met in their hall on November tenth. You ask why? 
It was the afternoon for the "Extemporaneous Program," 

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and each one was wondering if she would be called upon, for 
any number. It is no small task to put one's wits together 
in a few seconds and tell an interesting story or think of 
arguments for a discussion. But all the girls who took part 
deserve great credit for the way in which they proved them- 
selves equal to their tasks. The program was as follows: 

Piano solo — ^IMyrtle Walker. 

Three minute talk on Chinese Customs — Nelle Nichols. 

Eeading — Antoinette Curl. 

Stor}^, Parti I — Nina Turner. 

Vocal solo — Maude Cooke. 

Story, Part II — Blanche Porterfield. 

Discussion — "Kesolved;, That I. C. boys should be allowed 
to serenade I. W. C, girls." Affirmative, Mna Wagner; nega- 
tive, Edith Kessler. 

CEThe new girls are entering into society work with so much 
enthusiasm that it is a joy and inspiration to the old Belles 
Lettres. A very pleasant year is anticipated. 


CThe first students' recital was given October the fourteenth 

and the second one followed November the fifth. 

COn November the twelfth Miss Ebbinghouse, Miss White 

and Miss Eummler gave a concert in Music Hall. 

Every number on the program was exceptionally fine and 

met with hearty appreciation. The program was as follows: 

Aria (from Carmen Bizet 

Miss White. 

Valse, Op. 1 0, No. 2 Rachmannoff 

Marehe Funebre (from Bergliot) Gl-reig 

Schattentanz, Op. 39 MacDowell 

Persisches Lied, Op. 6 Brumeister 

Miss Ebbinghouse. 

Aria — Lebt wohl ihr Berge (from Joan of Arc) 


Miss Rummler. 

Paige Twenty 

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A Birthday Oowen 

I Send My Heart Up to Thee H. H. A. Beach 

When the Eoses Bloom a778) Eeichardt 

Miss White. 

Prelude, Op. 81, No. 6 Heller 

Song (Sea Pieces) MacDowell 

Etude de Concert No. 3 Liszt 

Miss Ebbinghouse. 

June H. H. A. Beach 

Folk Song Chad wick 

Dreamsi Wintter Watts 

My Native Land Hugo Kann 

Miss Rummler. 
CMr. Stead gave an organ recital for the Musical Club of 
Ottawa, recently. 

C Several of the musical faculty gave a recital in Virginia 
November the nineteenth. 


fIThe classe in Domestic Science had charge of the D. A. R. 
luncheon, November third. The Seniors prepared the lunch- 
eon and the girls of the Junior and Special classes served it. 
CLThe dining room was very prettily decorated with Amer- 
ican flags and bunting, and numerous candles here and there 
made/ a soft light throughout the room. 
CThe menu was as follows: 

Tomato Bouillon. 

Bread Sticks. 

Creamed Chicken. Patties. 

Asparagus Tip Salad. 
Cheese Balls. Olives. 


Ice Cream. Cake. 


CThe Senior class in this department spent the evening of 
Friday, November the sixth, at the country home of Mr. and 

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Mrs. Clarence Eice for the purpose of inspecting their cream 
separator. This was of great interest to the girls, as the class 
had been working on the various phases of milk study. 
CA course in chafing dish cookery has been offered. 


CAsk any Woman's College Senior since thd evening of the 
fourteenth, "Who's all right?" and the answer will invariably 
be, "The Juniors," for on that evening the Juniors and Jun- 
ior Specials entertained the two Senior classes in the most 
delightful manner imaginable. The invitation merely said to 
be warmly dressed and to be ready at four o'clock. 
COf course, the Seniors were all guessing, but the hostesses 
to be seemed strangely non-committal. But, of course, it all 
came out in time, and we enjoyed it all — the long ride upon 
hay wagons, the spacious country home of Mr. Coons, and 
Lura herself to welcome us. The oldest, J oiliest games, even 
Eeuben and Eachel, were enjoyed by all. Then, in the din- 
ing room, sweet with autumn leaves and branches, and gay 
with Japanese lanterns, came the feast — creamed oysters, 
baked beans, sandwiches, coffee, and ever so much more. 
f[ Before the girls left enthusiastic cheers were given for Mr. 
and Mrs. Coons, for Lura, and again and again for the Jun- 
iors. / 

([The Feshmen were delightfully entertained, on October 
the twenty-sixth, at an afternoon sewing party by their class 
officer. Miss Piersol. After a general good time refreshments 
were served. 

dOn the evening of November the seventh the same class 
enjoyed a marshmallow roast on the College campus. It was 
a beautiful moonlit night, and various games were played. 
After some hearty Freshmen yells, the girls retired, all vot- 
ing the party an entire success. 

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CMiss Knopf entertained the Senior Specials in her room on 
the evening of Monday, November the ninth, from nine to 
eleven. The time passed all too quickly with conundnuns, 
witty sayings, and funny stories. Dainty refreshments were 
served, and the Senior Specials went home declaring they 
have the best and the j oiliest class officer in the school. 


Senior — Miss Neville. 
Senior Special — Miss Knopf. 
Junior — Miss Breene. 
Junior Special — Miss Pitner. 
Sophomore — Miss Anderson. 
Freshman — Miss Piersol. 
Senior Preparatory — Miss Eolfe. 
Middle Preparatory — Miss Johnston. 
Junior Preparatory — Miss Harker. 
Sub-Junior Preparatory — Miss Van Ness. 


C[The College Seniors are duly organized, or so they say; but 
no one seems to know the exact distribution of officers. Even 
the class officer, loquacious enough over most class affairs, is 
peculiarly silent on this point. A prize will or will not be 
offered for the best guess. 
Senior Specialsi — 

President — Helen Lewis. 

President — Nelle Smith. 

Vice President — Grace Schofield. 

Treasurer — Bess Keed. 

Secretary — ^Norma Virgin. 

Eeporter — Nina Turner. 
Juniors — 

President — Jeanette Powell. 

Vice President — Frances Harshberger. 

Secretary — Lura Cloyd. 

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Treasurer — Euth. Curl. 

Reporter — ^Antoinette Curl. 
Junior Specials — 

President — Mary LaTeer. 

Vice President — Alma Booth. 

Secretar}' — Florence Binford. 

Treasurer — Pearl Jennings. 

Reporter — Lena Goebel. 
Sophomores — 

President — Gladys Henson. 

Vice President — Hazel Ash. 

Secretary — Louise Gates. 

Treasurer — Mildred West. 

Reporter — Gladys Leavell. 

Sergeant-at-Arms — Florence Taylor. 
Freshmen — 

President— Mildred Stahl. 

Vice President — Zelda Henson. 

Secretary — Norma Council. 

Treasurer — Gretchen Bauer. 

Reporter — Ethel Leidendeker. 

Sergeant-at-Arms — Jessie Kennedy. 
Specials — 

President — June Dyke. 

Vice President — Hattie Walker. 

Secretary — Faye White. 

Treasurer — Florence Brown. 

Reporter — A. Shekelton. . 
Senior Preparatory — 

President — Maud Cooke. 

Vice President — Lillian Eppert. 

Secretary — Edith Kessler. 

Treasurer — Rachel Mink. 

Reporter — Ora Mitchell. 
Middle Preparatory — 

President — Zola Stum. 

Vice president — Madeline Walker. 
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Secretary — Euth Wycoff. 

Treasurer — Agnes Osborn. 

Eeporter — Euth Wycoff. 
Junior Preparatory — 

President — Bonnie Johnston. 

Vice President — Eunace Van Winkle. 

Secretary-Treasurer — Gertrude Brown. 

Eeporter — Margaret Potts. 
Sub- Junior Preparatory. 

President — lola Waters. 

Vice President — Mabel KnifEen. 

Secretary — Leona Shockey. 

Treasurer — Julia Osborne. 


Province de Pinar del Eio, 
San Cristobal, Cuba, Oct. 26, 1908. 
Dear Dr. Harker: 

COn receipt of your cordial greetings with enclosed post 
card showing the growth of my Alma Mater, my heart over- 
flows with thankfulness and gratitude to God who has direct- 
ed all her way from the ruins and ashes which greeted me in 
1870 when first I entered her fostering care, down to the 
present, so beautifully domiciled in these magnificent build- 

CWe rejoice in the increasing prosperity of the school which 
has been brought about largely by the untiring devotion of 
her intelligent Christian leadership. Dr. DeMotte, Dr. Short 
and Dr. Harker are reaping the harvest of years of patient 
sowing in loving kindness.; Only eternity can reveal the ex- 
tent of your influence oni the nations of the earth — for your 
pupils are engaged in evangelistic and missionary work in 
many lands. I had hoped to contribute to the scholarship 
fund in honor of Dr. Short — also that of Dr. Jaques — both 
of whom I cherish among my choicest friends; but Cuba in 
all her poverty and suffering claimed all we had to give, ex- 
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cept the pledges we had made to support orphans, and other 
missionary pledges that we could not lay down. . 
CWe will always hold the dear old College in loving remem- 
brance and will gladly respond to her needs, as far as we are 
able, when God relieves us of the trust he has placed] in our 
hands here, both among our own American soldier boys and 
among the interesting, hospitable, intelligent but wholly un- 
educated people of this most beautiful island of the sea. 
Pray especially for the enlightenment and redemption of 
Cuba, this land without morals or religion. 
C Please send the new alumnae catalogue. It will be a de- 
light to have it. Sincerely, 

Amanda Harnsberger Hanbac, '74, 


CWe have received an acknowledge with thanks the follow- 
ing exchanges: The Illinois Advance, Kwassin Quarterly, 
The Campus, The Yankton Student, The Hedding Graphic, 
University Life, The Central Wesleyan Star, The College Re- 
view, The Gates Index, The Blackburnian, The Augusta Ob- 
server, and The Reveille. 

CIn the commencement number of The Reveille two features 
are especially worthy of notice, the story, "Two Comrades," 
and the beautiful illustrations of landscape photography. 
CThe Kwassin Quarterly of August contains many interest- 
ink views of the school and its surroundings, and also of the 
students. , 

CW. J. Bryan, Jr., is a candidate for the class presidency at 
the TTniversity of Nebraska. His managers say they depend 
upon the co-ed vote to pull him through. — Ex. 
C[ College students are a good deal alike after all. Some are 
fired by ambition; some by patriotism, and some are just] 
fired.— Ex. 

If ever perfect manners were, 
The Boston lady had 'em. 

She wouldn't say 'chysanthe-"mum," ' 
She said 'chrysanthe-"madam." ' — Ex 

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all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

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Miss Weaver's Thanksgiving Toast .... 5 

The Discovery of a Princess 7 

The Faculty Party 11 

Expression Notes 11 

Art Notes 12 

Locals 13 

Editorial 14 

Y. W. C. A 16 

Thanksgiving . , 17 

Belles Lettres ig 

Phi Nu 19 

Alumnae Notes 21 

Music Notes 22 

What We Should Like to Put in the Christmas 

Stocking 24 




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T Christmas time the fields are white. 
And hill and valley are bedight, 
With snowy splendor while on high 
The black crows sail athwart the sky, 
Mourning for summer days gone by, 
At Christmas time. 

At Christmas time we deck the hall 
With holly branches brave and tall. 
With sturdy pine and hemlock bright. 
And in the Yule log^s dancing light 
We tell old tales of field and fight 
At Christmas time. 

At Christmas time we pile the board 
With flesh and fruit and vintage stored. 
And ""mid the laughter and the glow 
We tread a measure soft and slow, 
And kiss beneath the misletoe. 
At Christmas time. 


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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., December 1908 No 3, 


CMr. Toastmaster and Friends: At last we have arrived. 
The coffee is the consummation of this long anticipated din- 
ner — ^the dinner for which we shook out our best frocks and 
our company manners. And we have occasion for gratitude, 
inasmuch as our guardian angel accompanied and helped us 
in our choice of forks, adjusted the angle of our soup spoons, 
kept us from nibbling our turkey bones, and finally brought 
us, with puffs, curls and ribbons still attractive, triumphantly 
to the end. So now we can sit and sip our coffee with an air 
of careless ease, for no matter by what devious ways, nor 
what convenient by-paths we came, we have arrived. 
CAnd now, girls, let me tell you something. Our purpose in 
giving you this dinner — the appetizing soup, delicious turkey, 
crisp salad and dainty sweets, was to prepare you for the after 
dinner cup. Our one ambition is to teach you how to make, 
some time in the future when you are big and grown up, this 
same amber liquid, hot and fragrant, perfect in strength, deli- 
cate in liavor. But all that we can do is to give each of you 
when you leave us, a little parcel of ideas and ideals, and a 
coffee pot of your own choosing. 

CJ^ist for you our store room shelves, from floor to ceiling, 
are filled with all varieties of coft'ee pots. The most valuable 
ones, those of sterling silver and classic design, are set apart 
from the others, and are given only with degrees and di- 
plomas. Scores of others made of tin, granite, aluminum, 
plated silvel, and of all shape and sizes fill the rest of the 
room, and are given you upon demand. Oftimes their glit 
ter deceives you as to their value, and in your impatience for 
o^Tiership you refuse to work and wait for the best that we 

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can give you. But in spite of all our struggles June comes 
and away you scamper out of this little college world into 
the bigger real world, each carrying the little coffee pot that 
you like best. Wliether it be one of simple modest design, 
or a little dear Just large enough for two, or a great showy 
one that dazzles ail beholders, or a patent one with all the 
labor saving devices that cost papa a pretty sum, you hurry 
home with conscious pride, and forthwith serve your friends 
with what you have learned to make. 

C^Watch first this impulsive, rattle-brained girl, who rushed 
through college and grabbed the first coffee pot in reach. Of 
course in the same helter-skelter fashion, she goes about her 
lifework. When she lifts her coffee pot to pour, out rushes 
a thick, muddy stream. She is disappointed, for she meant 
her coffee to be good. She tries again and again — burns her 
fingers, dents and scratches the pretty pot until bye and bye 
she gains the necessary bit of experience to clarify the whole 
mixture, and then her friends rejoice and drink with pleasure 
from the cup she serves. 

fTNext look at that girl. She is loud in her desire for the 
biggest, sho^viest pot upon the shelves. Since she has it she 
talks of it continually and urges all who vdll to come and 
drink the delicious beverage she concocts. With lavish hand 
she fills the cups to the brim with — postum. Alas! but the 
cheap imitation, the sham finds entrance everywhere. 
C There is a girl with a big granite pot. No frills, no, non- 
sense for her. She is to reform the world. Whether people 
like it or not the)^ must drink the liquid she places before 
them. Wry faces do not deter or daunt her — they need it, 
and they shall drink it and grow strong and vigorous like her- 
self. They still rebel, and so in her distress, for she is sin- 
cere, she sorts over her little parcel of ideas and finds help. 
She softens her bitter draught of coffee with the milk of hu- 
man kindness, she sweetens it with a few grains of love and 
sympathy, and then she is asked to serve the live long day, 
the world is better because she lives. 

COnce more peep and see the girl who ha^ the little pot, Just 
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large enough for two — the one I mean with turtle doves on 
knob and handle. It stands on a ''love" of a table in a 
"dream" of a dining room. With shy sweetness she pours for 
him a cup of — coffee, 'tis meant to be — but it is only sweet- 
ened water. May the saints preserve his strength and smooth 
his temper until she learns that something more than "sugar 
and spice and all that's nice" are necessary for this work-a- 
day world. Tears, perchance — a vigorous searching for s'ome 
everyday common sense — a bit of wholesome sentiment in- 
stead of a chunk of sentimentality for sweetening, and then 
triumphantly she serves him a cup of fragrant, exhilerating 
coffee — and others seeing will take heart and "pour again." 
CLAnd so you go,' girls, here, there and everywhere, into lit- 
tle homes and big ones, into lonely plains and pleasant fields, 
over the hills and through the valleys, and ever— perforce — 
giving of what you have. We would like to follow you in the 
days to come and verify our predictions as to what you'll have 
to give. We would like to tie up your burned fingers, for 
bum them you will. We would like to help you keep the lit- 
tle coffee pot bright and smooth and clean, but we cannot. 
We can only wait, hopeful of your ability to so blend the in- 
gredients of your lives that you may finally have an abund- 
ance of coffee, strong and clear, for all your friends to drink. 
CAnd so at the close of this delightful dinnerl give you this 

Here's to the coffee that we drink today; may its aroma be 
wafted through the years to come. 

Here's to the coffee you'll make for others to drink: may 
its fragrance fill the whole big world. 


COne day Sultan Al Hamed was riding through the crowded 
streets of his city, when his eyes fell upon a beautiful slave 
maiden, who was Just being offered for sale, at a near by 
booth, and since she was unusually handsome, he sent his 
Grand Vizier to effect her purchase. 

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CThe next day when she was brought before him he was still 
more charmed, if that could be possible. She was tall and 
slender as a young sapling, her heavy golden hair was held 
back by a narroAV band of gold, and her great brown eyes 
flashed fearlessly and scornfully, as she glanced from one to 
another. Her bearing pronounced her every inch a princess, 
yet she was in truth but a slave.. 

CT]ie Sultan immediately made her his cup-bearer, but so 
haughtily did she serve him and with such utter disdain, 
that he soon relieved her of her duties, and allowed her to 
wander all over the palace and gardens at her own free will. 
Then as an experiment he gave her the most beautiful robes 
and sandals, wondering if she would plume herself and put 
on airs. She wore all the dresses, indeed, but at all times 
did she dress with such good taste, and wear the most ele- 
gant robes so naturally, that the curiosity of the Sultan was 
aroused. From what country could such a beautiful and 
haughty slave have come? Finding out wasi not so easy, for 
the girl had seldom uttered a sound, much less spoken a word 
of herself to any one. So the great man sent to find the deal- 
er of whom he had purchased her, but the messenger reported 
that months before he had left, following in the wake of an- 
other victorious army. 

CAt last, the Sultan began to realize that he was really seek- 
ing the favor of a slave, a haughty and disdainful slave, who 
should have been taught her place long ago, for you must 
know that her attitude was an entirely new one to the Sultan 
at whose beck and call Grand Vizier, courtiers, subjects and 
slaves grovelled at his feet or sprang to do his bidding. So 
he ordered the steward to give the girl the hardest drudgery 
in the palace and the coarsest of clothes, without even sandals; 
and yet he saw even in the midst of this discipline that she 
was still more stately and proud than before. Then in pity 
and admiration he again gave permission for her to rest from 
her work. 

COver a year ha.d passed, and though the maiden had never 
spoken or for one second lost her dignity, the Sultan was so 
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deeply in love with lier that he resolved to make her his wife, 
could he discover her parentage, for although the laws de- 
creed that none less than a princess of royal blood could as- 
pire to share the throne of the Sultan, he was sure this girl 
must be a princess and the only princess. 
CThe slave dealer had never returned, and not desiring to 
wait, the monarch issued a decree stating that to the ma- 
gician, physician, palmist, to any one, in fact, who could give 
a never failing test to tell a princess, he would give an enor- 
mous sum of money which would make the successful one 
rich and independent for life. 

([The next morning when he arose, he saw from his window 
a gTeat crowd of people pushing and jostling and clamoring 
at the palace gates for admission, and soon he and the Grand 
Vizier were examining the people and their tests. 
CAn old physician said that if the hand of a princess were 
pricked only blue blood would appear, for those of common 
ranli had scarlet blood in their veins. Another said that he 
possessed a very delicious fruit, brought from foreign lands, 
which only royalty could eat without disastrous results; still 
another, a chemist, said that the hair of a true princess was 
of spun gold; a palmist said t^hat he could tell by certain lines 
in a girl's hand whether or not she was a princess. A ma- 
gician claimed that the odor of a certain precious perfume 
could be detected only by royal noses; a certain man suggest- 
ed placing some dye in a sealed box near the supposed 
princess, and if she meddled or pried into it in any way her 
hands would be stained, and it was generally known that a 
true princess never meddled or pried into what did not con- 
cern her. A woman who had been lady-in-waiting to several 
princesses and queens, said that their feet were never over 
eig'ht inches long, and those of common girls wer considered 
very small when ten inches long. A medicine man from 
India had brought with him a small vial of a rare drug, one 
drop of which caused a person while in a trance-like sleep., to 
tell all his or her past life, or answer any questions which 
might be asked. Even the Grand Vizier had a plan. His 

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suggestion was that the great crown of state be placed upon 
her head, for only a royal princess could bear up under its 
heavy weight, and the cares and responsibilities which it car- 
ried along with it. 

C There were hundreds and hundreds of suggestions, but the 
Sultan resolved to try only these. That afternoon the Grand 
Vizier's wife reported that the girl had fallen asleep in the 
rose arbor, and she, the Sultan, the court physician, and her 
husiband went, straightway, to try the test. 
C First, with a sharp needle they pricked her slender hand, 
and immediately a tiny bead of blue blood appeared on it. 
A stray lock of shining hair was clipped from above her white 
temple, and after testing it the chemist pronounced it the 
purest gold. Her tiny sandals were measured, and each easily 
lacked a half finger of being eight inches. The palmist de- 
clared that in no other princess' hand had those especial lines 
been so clear, and the very second the stopper was removed 
from the bottle of precious perfume, the girl roused and 
sniffed the air. Then the Grand Vizier's wife took the dye 
box and left it on the table in the girl's room, but it remained 
untouched. That night some of the delicious fruit from 
Syria was given the slave and she ate it daintily without 
dreaming why it had been put before her. Then into some 
wine was put the one drop of the medicine man's drug and 
she sank back into her chair asleep. At last the crown was 
placed upon her head. There was a moment of great sus- 
pense, then she seemed to stiffen, and almost immediastely her 
chin and head were raised in a truly royal manner, and she 
said in a low, sweet voice: ''I am the Queen Eslanda of Ismo- 
ral, who, six years ago, refused the hand of Prince Hadaman 
of Kaled. He, in revenge, burned my cities and devastated my 
land, then sold me into slavery. I have sworn never to tell 
my story to any one but my husband, or to open my lips, till 
I have been freed from slavery by one who loves me for my- 
self alone." * 
CThe next day at the earliest possible hour, the Sultan 
sought 1;he beautiful new princess and offered her his heart 
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and hand and half of his throne, bnt though she wondered 
and wondered, she never learned how he knew that she was 
a real true princess, 


COn Monday night, November sixteenth, a group of girls 
were heard discussing the "faculty party." "My, wasn't it 
perfectly lovely! I had the grandest time," said one. "And 
it was so different from what I expected — not a bit stifE like 
receptions generally are!" 

Ci"Will you ever forget the eats," piped up a small girl with 
a very big bow. "I don't believe I ever tasted such good 
salad, and the Boston brown bread was exactly 'the kind that 
mother used to make.' The ice cream was a dream. You 
know tutti frutti is my favorite kind. And, oh, the cake! I 
wish 1 had some now." 

f["And think how we worried about what to wear," ex- 
claimed another. "I never saw the girls look prettier." 
C "Weren't the teachers dears," said the tall girl with the 
serious face. "They were so sweet and pleasant that one al- 
most forgot that they were — teachers. And the cottage looked 
so cozy and comfortable and homelike, that I hated to leave. 
Why I had a chance to talk to some of the girls, too, whom I 
had never had time to see before. It certainly was lovely all 
round — " 

CJust here the cruel nine-seventeen bell rang, and with a 
flutter 01 gayly colored kimonas the girls ran to their respec- 
tive rooms to dream over the delightful faculty party. 


tlOn the afternoon before the close of school a number of 
Mrs. Dean's advanced pupils will tell Christmas Stories in 
the Music Hall. 
CTwo studio recitals have been planned, to take place be- 

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fore Christmas. One will be a private recital, and the girls 
Mali be glad to hear that tea will be served. The faculty have 
been invited to attend the second one, when coffee will be 
served. These will be the first of Mrs. Dean's charming studio 
"affairs" for this yar. 

C[ Owing to the marked growth in the Department of Ex- 
pression, a new teacher has been added to our faculty. Miss 
Harvey comes to us from the Iowa State Normal School, and 
will take charge of the gymnasium work. This gives Miss 
Piersol more time to devote to teaching expression, and thus 
somewhat relieves Mrs. Dean, whose work ha^ been very 
heavy during the past months. 


C Sadie Doht, of the class of '08, was the winner of the prize 

at an artists' competition in Springfield. She is there now 

conducting a class. 

COn account of the many events that have occurred this 

term the studio spread will have to be postponed until after 

Christmas. The girls who have posed this semester will be 

invited next semester. It is always good to have something 

to look forward to. 

C Flower studies have gTeatly interested the girls this past 

mouth. One, in particular, was of lovely big chrysanthemums. 

Miss Knopf has also arranged many new and interesting 

studies in still life. 

C Christmas presents are growing in number under the hands 

of the girls in the department of craft work. 

CAmong the new girls who are coming after Christmas we 

hope to see several who will prove to be artists. 

COn the evening of Kovember the thirtieth, Miss Eussel 
very pleasantly entertained the girls of her Art Needlework 

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UMiss Rolfe s]3ent Sunday, November twent3^-one, at her 
home in Champaign. 

CHelen Lewis, Alma Clark, and Mamie Wendling spent 
Thanksgiving in Quincy. 

CAmong the guests at the College Thanksgiving were Mrs. 
Mansfield of Monticello, Lyone Shaffer and Pauline Tabor of 

CMary Martin, Florence Brown, and Mary Metcalf were at 
their homes for Thanksgiving day. 

CRuth Curl spent a few days at her home in St. Louis re- 

CWe are very happy to know that our advancement has been 
so great this fall that it has become necessary to secure a 
teacher who could devote her whole time to physical culture. 
The students of the School of Expression require all the time 
of both Mrs. Dean and Miss Piersol, who formerly had charge 
of the physical training. Miss Harvey comes to us from the 
Iowa State Normal School at Cedar Rapids, to fill this posi- 
tion, and we are ybtj glad to welcome her. 

Miss Harker entertained Gladys Maine, Grace Good, and 
Georgia Metoalf at a week end house party during Thanks- 
giving time, in honor of her sister, Jenne. It seemed very 
natural and very pleasant to have these girls with us again. 

CThe real Thanksgiving spirit was shown among our girls 
by their desire to share with some who had less to be thank- 
ful for than they. Many baskets were filled and the girls 
carried dinners to five or six families. 

CMiss Neville talked on Welsh folk-lore before the Woman's 
Club at Mason City on November thirtieth. 

CThe German club held a Christmas meeting December 
seven, the subject for the day being "German Customs at 

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Editors — Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

CDo you remember dear little Tim Cratchit's Christmas 
toast? "A Merry Christmas to you all, my dears. God bless 
us every one!" Onei can never forget it or tiny Tim, either, 
with his pathetic face and poor little crippled body — his 
eager, feverish hands, his love, and his happy faith. Are 
there any tiny Tims on your street? 

CWe have talked of little else these past weeks besides term 
tests, the Christmas party, the nearness of the approaching 
holidays, and railroad time tables. Only a school girl away 
from home for the first time can know how intensely interest- 
ing railroad folders are, especially when vacation is almost 
here. Since we entered school, early in the autumn, we have 
counted the weeks that must intervene before the close of 
the term, but of late we have counted days. We are told that 
some young ladies' calculations extend to hours, minutes, and 
even seconds. 

CBiit like Oliver Twist, we are always greedy for "more." 
The Seniors were wondering, a few days ago, if they might 
possibly make use of a strategem resorted to by a Princeton 
undergraduate who lived in Chicago. This young man, says 
Success Magazine, wished to start home a week before Christ- 
mas, thus gaining a week's vacation on the other students. 
He had, however, used up all the absences from his recita- 
tions which were allowed, and any more without good excuse 
would have meant suspension. In a quandary he hit upon 
this solution: He telegraphed his father the following mes- 

C "Shall I come home by the B. and 0. or straight home?" 
CThe answer he received read: "Come straight home." 
CAn exhibition of the telegram to the faculty was sufficient. 
We should like to try this plan, but our faculty are not gulli- 
ble, and our parents are not "on," so we doubt its feasibility. 
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CWith the coming of the Yuletide the spirit of Christmas 
becomes more and more marked in College halls and school 
rooms. The English classe are writing Christmas sketches, 
the advanced Latin classes are learning "Come hither, ye 
faithful,'"' in the original, and the girls in first year German 
are saying, "Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht." 

CWe wish that our readers who are not in the College could 
attend some of our chapel services and hear us sing the 
Christmas hymns. We love these songs. 
We rejoice in the light. 

And we echo the song. 
That comes down through the night 

From the heavenl}^ throng. 
Aye! We shout to the lovely evangel they bring. 
And we greet in. his cradle our Savior andj King! 
"To you in the city of David 

A Savior is born to-day!" 
And sudden a host of the heavenly ones 

Flashed forth to Join the lay. 
And never hath sweeter mes^ge 

Thrilled home to the souls of men. 
And the heavens themselves had never heard 

A gladder choir till then. 
For they sang that Christmas carol, 

That never on earth shall cease, 
"Glory to God in the highest. 

On earth good will and peace." 

CThe girls of the Woman's College are very busy these days. 
Outside reading, reviews, quizzes, and all the other devices of 
teacher designed to harass poor student, confront us with in- 
creasing horrors as time slips by. Then hours are consumed 
in the making and purchasing of pretty useless trifles, which 
Ave shall give to friends and relatives, and receive in return 
articles equally pretty and equally as useless. But be it said 
to the credit of our College girls, they are not letting the 
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Cliristmas preparations. Indeed, they are giving a great deal 
of their time and energy to work for which they will receive 
nothing in reiturn except a feeling of satisfaction at having 
made happy others less fortunate than they. 
^Before long we shall be scattering to our homes, some of 
them within a few miles, and others in the distant west and 
southland. To all our readers we give the parting message: 
A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! 

din the report of the class organizations, given in our No- 
vember issue, the Senior Special class is credited with two 
presidents. They, however, rejoice in only one president, and 
her name is Miss Helen Lewis. 

Y. W. C. A. 

C Thanksgiving day has come and gone, bringing to every 
one of us the memory of some very special thing for which 
we were thankful. But the one thing for which every mem- 
ber of the Association was thankful in a special measure was 
the new Y. W. room. It is only an alcove curtained off from 
the hall, but it is some place all our own. There we have our 
Y. W. library, and the pretty new oak library table and 
chairs, to say nothing of the attractive brown rug. All these, 
with the addition of two most charming pictures which have 
been given to us, the brown monk's cloth curtain-walls and 
the dainty stenciled window curtains, certainly make it a 
pleasant little nook in which to pass a leisure hour or hold a 
pleasant chat. 

CThe annual Y. W. C. A. bazaar was held in the society halls 
November the twenty-eighth. It was most successful, over 
forty-five dollars being cleared. An interesting feature of the 
bazaar was the auctioning off of a poster of Mr. Sunday, 
which was drawn by Norma Virgin. Dorothy Yates was the 
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successful bidder, finally gaining the much desired prize for 
two dollars and five cents. 

tl several exceedingly popular and profitable sandwich sales 
have been held during the past month. 


C Thanksgiving is always one of the most enjoyable days in 
the college year, and the one just past was no exception to 
the rule. To begin with, there was the delightful luxury of 
sleeping late, for with a corridor breakfast served an hour 
after the usual time, who would ever think of getting up 
early? Surely not an I. W. C. girl. After breakfast we were 
all free to do as we liked until church time. Once home from 
church two hours were most happily spent if the sounds float- 
ing out over the transom can be taken as any index to the 
feelings of the girls. At two o'clock came the grand event of 
the day, the dinner. The Freshman class had charge of the 
decoration of the dining room, and the manner in which they 
did this certainly reflected much credit upon them, and also 
upon their extremely capable class ofiicer. Miss Piersol. The 
windows were hung with dainty white curtains, the shelves 
along the sides of the room were transformed into plate rails 
gleaming with dainty china and quaint brass, and the electric 
lights were shaded by pretty yellow and silver shades. These 
were the things which first attracted our attention as we 
stepped into the dining room. The details impressed us one 
by one as we had leisure to observe them. Prominent among 
these was the beautiful centerpiece of autumn fruits which 
adorned the guest table. The dainty bon-bon boxes with 
their autunm leaf lids claimed our attention, rivaling as they 
did the real autumn leaves scattered about on the table. The 
following excellent menu was served: 

Oyster Cocktail. 
Tomato Consomme. 

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Roast Turkey. Mashed Browned Potatoes. 

French Peas. Cranberry Sauce. 


Wafers. Cheese Balls. 

Ice Cream. 

Fruit Cake. Cocoanut Cake. 

Bon Bons. 
CAfter dinner came the toasts with Dr. Harker as toastmas- 
ter. In speaking of Thanksgiving -^dth its true deeper mean- 
ing and significance, he had us read with him that beautiful 

" 'He crowneth the year with his goodness!' Our Father 

A song we would raise 
A tribute of love and thanksgiving, a pean 

Of jubilant praise: 
For health, peace, and life, with its blessings, the care 

That hath guarded our ways; 
And, oh! for thine own loving favor, the goodness 
I'hat crowneth our days." 
C[ After this he introduced the first speaker, andj the follow- 
ing excellent toasts were responded to in an able manner: 
The Soup — Miss Binford. 
The Meats— Mr. McCaxty. 
The Salad — Miss Tanner. 
The Coffee — Miss Weaver, 
CThen, although we all truly felt that " 'tis grievous parting 
with good company," yet there was no excuse to linger, so we 
must needs part, x^ot for long, however, for a little before 
seven we all met again in the chapel. There a most delight- 
ful surprise was waiting us, for Mallory Brothers' band of 
skilled musicians were ready to entertain us. Plantation 
melodies, popular songs, and instrumental numbers all had 
place in the excellent program which they gave us. When 
the last note had died away, when the last popcorn ball and 
final apple had been eaten, then, and only then, did we com- 
mence to realize that in a few brief hours the happy Thanks- 
giving day of 1908 would be ended. 

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f[An instance of a girFs proverbial fondness for sweets was 
witnessed on Saturday evening, in Belle Lettres hall, where a 
candy sale was held. As soon as the doors were opened, the 
girls came pouring in, and, on a large table, they saw a most 
tempting display of all kinds of delicious candies. And in a 
short time the table was bare. 

CThe Thanksgiving program, which was given on the twen- 
ty-fourth of November, was original and entertaining, and 
much credit is due those taking part. It wa^ as follows: 

Vocal Solo — Bertha Weaver. 

Consomme Alphabet — May Heflin. 

Turkey — Florence Taylor. 

Eoasts — Louise Gates. 

Salad — Blanche Porterfield. 

Sweetmeats — Josephine Mansfield. 

Pine^ — Edith Kessler. 

ISTuts to Crack — Mabel Kniffen, 

The Night After — JB'lorence Sayle. 


C There was a great deal of hurrying and scurrying to be 
seen in the halls of I. W. C. on Monday, jSTovember twenty- 
third. There was much mysterious whispering going on 
among groups that gathered here and there to discuss — what? 
None but Phi Nu girls knew what was going to happen, that 
should cause all this excitement, until the following morning, 
when on every hand were heard the glowing reports of the 
good time we had had at our first Phi Nu Thanksgiving ban- 
quet. Much was said about the lovely menu, and out of con- 
sideration for those old Phi Nus who may be interested in 
what we "ate," it is given below: 

Fage Nineteen 


Ube (Solleoe Oreetinas \ 


Soup Sticks. 

Celer3^ Pickles. 


Salted Almonds. 


Cranberry Jelly. \ 


French Fried Potatoes. 

Lemon Ice. 

Hot Rolls. 

Fruit Salad. 

Cheese Wafers. 

Tutti Frutti Ice Cream. 

Phi Nu Cakes. 

Lady Fingers. 


Phi Nu Bon Bons. 


Roquefort Cheese. 

UMiss Haxker quite won the heaxts; of the present Phi Nus 
as well as of the guests, Dr. and Mrs. Harker, Miss Weaver, 
and Miss Wackeily, and all pronounced her a "simply charm- 
ing toastmistress." 

C Margaret Potts responded, in a way quite her own, to the 
toast, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may," etc., impressing 
upon all the necessity of making the best of every opportun- 

C[ Portia Fuqua inspired us \nth a desire for more loyalty to 
our dear old society when she toasted: 

"To thee we sing, for thee we piay, 

Our! voices silent never; 
I'or thee we'll fight; let come what may, 

Dear old Phi Nu forever!" 

C[ Gladys Henson's toast, "Here's to the Have-beens, the Are- 
nows and the May-bees," was very cleverly worked out, and 
greatly enjoyed by all. Just before parting we sang the Phi 
Nu song' with our hearts running over with a renewed spirit 
of love and loyalty. 

C[Our fifty-fifth birthday was celebrated last Tuesday. Every 
class in the society was represented andi the girls seemed in- 
spired — they did so well. The program follows: 
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Seniors — Mary Metcalf . 

Juniors — Florence Binford. 

Sophomores — Gladys Henson. 

Freshman — Mildred Stahl. 

Special — Vocal Solo, Maureen Poultney. 

Senior Preps — Millicent Kowe. 

Middle Preps — Bessie Holnback. 

Pledged members — Mary Neptune. 
CA number of our old Phi Nu sisters were present at the 
meeting, and Mrs. Lambert, '73, Mrs. Ward, '65, Mrs. Allen 
and Miss Crum, '08, talked to us of Phi Nu of the days past, 
while Miss Rottger, '08, sang for us. 

C. Definite plans have been made for our long-dreamed of So- 
ciety House which we hope to have completed by our sixtieth 

CEvery one is looking forward to Wednesday, December six- 
teenth. Why? Because that is the date for the Phi Nu play, 
"The Worsted Man." The art girls, especially art Seniors, 
have been outdoing themselves in the posters they have made 
to advertise the play. 

alumntE notes 

CMiss Blanche Nanette Williams, '99, of Pittsfield, 111., vis- 
ited the College recently and was greatly pleased with the im- 
provements that have been made since she was in school. She 
was on her way to Oklahoma City, where she expects to open 
a school of dramatic art. 

COn November twenty-sixth, at Grlenarm, Illinois, occurred 
the marriage of Geneva Lard, '06, to Mr. Louis Shepherd. 
Dr. and Mrs. Harker and daughters, Elizabeth and Jenne, at- 
tended the wedding. Dr. Harker performed the ceremony 
and Miss Jenne was maid of honor. 

CMiss Mae Cleary, '99, is teaching again this year, at Chris- 
tian College, Columbia, Missouri. The Columbia papers speak 
highly of her work. 

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CThe marriage of Trla Rottger, '01;, of this city, and Roy R. 
Bruning, of Havana, Illinois, took place November thir- 
teenth at Peoria. Mr. and Mrs. Bruning will make their 
home in Havana. 

CA letter was received from Rachel Fuller, "00, recently, in 
which she tells of the sad death of her brother. We extend 
to her our sincere sympathy. Miss Fuller is now teaching in 
the public schools of Omaha, Nebraska, 

C Announcement has been received of the marriage of Luella 
Yenawine, class of 1906, to Mr. Jacob Rogers, at Hume, Illi- 
nois, on October fourteenth. 

C[^Ii^s Georgia Metcalf and Miss Gladys Maine spent 
Thanksgiving with Miss Jenne Harker at the College. 

C.Miss Grace Cockill, a former student, was married to Mr. 
James W. Gray, December ninth, in the Methodist Episcopal 
church at Perry, Illinois. 


CThe second faculty concert was given in Centenary church 
Thursday evening, December third. It was an organ recital 
given by Mr. Stead, and was in every way up to the high 
standard of his former recitals. Mr. Stead was very ably as- 
sisted by Miss White, soprano, and Mr. Stafford, violinist. 
The program was as follows: 

Symphony in E Minor Guilmant 

Largo e maestoso. 

Allegro, Pastorale, 

With Yeidure Clad (Creation) Haydn 

Ave Maria (16th Century) Arkadelt-Liszt 

Intermezzo Rogers 

Benediction Nuptiale Hollins 

In Paradise Dubois 

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Fanfare Lemmens 

In Summer Stebbins 

Chromatic Fantasie Thiele 

Overture to Lohengrin Wagner 

Ave Marie Bach-Gounod 

(^'oice, Organ and Violin.) 
Toccato (from Fifth Symphony) AVidor 

fTThe first Senior recital was given by Miss Jeanette Merkle, 
Friday afternoon. December fourth. Her work was of a very 
high order, and the following program was given: 

Sonata, Opus 38 Beethoven 


Prelude, IsTo. 2 Rachmaninoff 

Warum? Schumann 

Intermezzo, Op. 10 MacDowell 

Masquerade and Unmasking Moszkowski 

The Juggleress Moszkowski 

Concerto, Op. -t-i Saint-Saens 

dThc first number of the Artists' Course will be given De- 
cember tenth. It will be a piano recital by Augusta Cottlow. 
The other numbers are a voice recital by Louise Armsby, a 
\'iolin recital by Otto Meyers, and three reading by Professor 
Clark of University of Chicago. 

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C[If the editors had Santa's power they would give: 

To Dr. Harker — A new sixty thousand dollar building. 

To Miss Weaver — A Model Grirl for ready reference. 

To Miss Ne^dlle — A large^ well-chosen library properly 
shelved and catalogued. 

To Elizabeth Davis — An inexhaustible fund of ideas for 
editorials. i 

To Marjorie Larson — An airship to transport her to and 
from Florida once a week. 

To English VI — A nicely assorted collection of Plots for 
innumerable stories. 

To Miss Johnston — A Latin class which will learn Kotes. 

To a host of the girls — A standing excuse from chapel and 
gym. periods. 

To Miss Breene — Access to hitherto unknown stores of his- 
torical documents. 

To the College Seniors — A class organization. 

To JSTorma Virgin — Her own Will. 

To Mr. Stead— Mrs. Stead. 

To a number of the girls who are addicted to fasting — A 

To the I. W. C. Concert Company — A safe journey to Vir- 
ginia. Also a real live automobile — one that mil run. 

To Miss Kolfe — A bottle of liquid air — which would be a 
source of untold wealth to the laboratory. 

To Mr. Stafford — A new music rack, readily attachable to 
a rail fence. 

To our Y. W. President — A less strenuous pace— a "Trot." 

To everybody — A rest. 
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€{| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

<j[ Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€|[ Subscriptions, ;^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€}] Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 

• .^ 


Jack and the Bean Stalk 3 

Exchanges 5 

Kidnapped 7 

In the Shadovsr of Christ Church 8 

Expression Notes 9 

The Story of a Doll 10 

Three Days in an Enchanted City 11 

Editorial 14 

Locals .... 15 

Music Notes 16 

PhiNu 19 

Belles Lettres 20 

Sophomores 21 

Art Notes .... 21 

Alumnae Notes 23 

The Christmas Party 23 

Y. W. C. A. .25 

Domestic Science Notes 26 



Zhc College (3reetinQ6 

Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., January, 1909 No 4 


€}|Wall, Willium, as I war plantin' them beans this atter- 
noon, one o' Granny White's stories popped into my head. 
By the Great Horn Spoon! It's nigh onto thirty years 
since I heard it last. I reckoned at onct you'd you'd like 
it and I calcerlated to tell it to you this evenin.' You 
never laugh at me, Willum, like the others and say, "Give 
us somethin' better than that, ol' man!" I calcerlate you'll 
believe this story jest as I've done for thirty years. 'Course 
sich things don't happen now but, la sakes, that's no reas- 
on they hain't true. Why I never heard of a man bein' 
swallowed by a whale in these days, like Jonah was, nor 
do men make the sun stand still like Joshaway did, yet, 
there aint a man nor a woman nor child around here but 
believes them stories as gospel truth. I don't see no call 
for any one to say I'm a little looney 'cause I like these 
stories. Onct I recerlect I was goin' to tell this story 'bout 
Jack and the Bean Stalk down to the corner by Ben 
Smith's and if every bloomin' ijiot didn't git up, one ater 
the tuther, an' amble away. I 'lowed they might a bin 
perlite enough to stay till I was through. But I see you're 
wantin' to hear the story, so I'll begin. 
€|Onct upon a time a boy named Jack, livin' with his 
mother, planted some beans by the door. I don't seem to 
reckerlect jest how he got um but anyhow they was a won- 
derful sort. They war up the next mornin,' an' would ye 
believe it, on the third day they war plum out a sight, they 
had growed so fast. Now Jack, he war like most boys, 
liked climbin,' and sech, and was alius wantin' to find 
things out. So he clum up the stalk. When he 'rived at 
the top he saw a lot a hills, an' away off on one o' them 

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was a big house. Jack made for that house and come up 
to it at dark, tired and hungry. He had seen 'nary other 
person all day. 

€j|He knocked on the door and a woman opened it. I 
don't know, but I allers thought that woman war thin an' 
scairt lookin.' When Jack asked if she could give him 
somethin' to eat an' let him stay all night she said: 
€||"Wall, I don't know, my husban' he eats folks that come 
in this country. He'd kill you you if he saw 5'ou, but 
you're so little an' tired lookin, maybe I could hide you." 
SjjShe took him in an' fed him and then hid him in a chest. 
Ater a time that ol' giant cum puffin' in, pulled off his 
boots and said rale cross and sarly like: 
i||"Or woman, I smell fresh meat, whar's it at?" 
ifjHis wife said: "It's the fowels I killed terday. Jest 
you set slill an' I'll bring 'em right in." But the giant 
wouldn't believe her an' by the lyord Henry, if he didn't 
look everywhere but in that chest! 

€}|When he got through he set down to his supper an' 
called for his money bags an* little red hen that laid golden 
eggs, and a liar, so Granny called it. I never seed one, 
but you know what it be, maybe. 

€]|That liar jest played the sweetest music, all by itself, an' 
the giant counted his money. Sometimes he'd throw 
wheat to the little hen, an' say "Lay," an' then she laid a 
golden egg. Ater a time the ol' giant went to sleep; Jack 
could hear him snore to beat all. Then Jack peeked out 
an' saw the money an' the liar. He jumped up and 
grabbed the liar an' ran with it. That thing jest bawled 
the worst and waked the ol' giant .up. He chased Jack 
but he couldn't catch him an' then Jack was down the 
Bean Stalk 'fore the ol' giant saw where he'd went to. 
fffjack's mother sure was tickled when she saw him for she 
couldn't make out what had become of him. But she 
begged Jack not to go up agin. I^a sakes. Jack was cal- 
cerlatin on havin' some fun an' so he persuaded his moth- 
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er to let him go agin. Jest like you do when you wanter 
go fishin' atter you've fallen in onct. 

IJjThis time the woman didn't want to take him in at all 
but finally she did. The giant came home ragin' an' 
stormin' to beat all holler, and yelled for his supper an' 
his money an' his little red hen. Soon as he went to sleep 
this time Jack crept out and carried off the money bags. 
The ol' giant didn't hear him, but jest kep' on sleepin.' 
fjljack made a third visit, though his mother cried an' said, 
"Jack! Jack! What'd I do if anything should happen to 
you?" But Jack said, "Now, maw, I haint afeered. That 
ol' giant can't catch me." 

<[[Thistime the ol' giant was all out o' sorts. He trampled 
all over the house, beat his wife an' acted worse than any- 
thing. It was nigh mornin' when he went to sleep with 
the little hen on the table before him. Jack crept out an' 
grabbed the hen and run, but it squawked an' waked up 
theol' giant. 

CjGee Whillikins! but that was a race! Jack runnin' as 
fast as he could an' that hen a squawkin' an' a squallin,' 
an' the giant close behind with his club. Jack got to the 
stalk and shot down like a streak' o' lightnin. The giant 
tried to foller, but when he was just about half way down 
Jack came out o' the house with an ax an' chopped the 
stalk in two. The giant fell down an' killed hisself. Then 
Jack aji' his mother took their money and the liar an' the 
hen an' moved into a fine house. Jack married a beauti- 
ful lady an' they all lived happy ever afterward. 
•|If I ever have a chance to go where Jack lived I calker- 
late to look up his restin' place. Well, Sonny, you're a 
comfort to this ol' heart; I'll tell you anotherun soon. Got 
to hoe my pertaters now. F. H. 'lo. 


The editor read the December Tech with a great deal of 
pleasure. But although, the stories were very interesting, 

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could not a school the size of Bradley procure a heavier ar- 
ticle or so? Also it seems too bad to work a writer, even 
so clever a one as J. Z. , so hard. 

The Augustana Observer has extremely good proportion 
in the space allotted to the various departures. 

"The Romance of the Gridiron" in The Campus is an 
exceedingly clever story, and the report of the intercolle- 
giate debate is well written but the rest of the paper scarce- 
ly measures up to those two articles. 

The Hedding Graphic is well edited and contains some 
very interesting material, but the type is very trying to 
read. Why not get some larger and have the whole paper 
printed with the same type instead of the combination now 

The Yankton Student not only urges its readers to be- 
come acquainted with the best literature of the world, but 
tries to help them by means of Book Reviews. The idea 
is an excellent one but why the rather peculiar choice of 

Buchtelite, your reports of College Life are fine, but it 
seems too bad to have them entirely crowd out the literary 

The Football number of The College Rambler shows 
very definitely where I. C. stands on that question and the 
articles are well written. 

The Gate Index is well compiled and has an excellent 
literary department. 

"The Christmas Spirit" in the Blackburnian" is very 
well written and "Carl Markei" is decidedly above the av- 
erage rank of college stories. 

The Specials and Junior Specials were entertained 
charmingly at a sewing party on Saturday night, Decem- 
ber the fifth. The hostesses were Miss Pitner and Miss 
Rummler, and the party was given in the latter's studio. 
College songs were sung and Miss Rummler added much 
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to the pleasure of the evening by several solos. The 
"Kats," without which no college party would be com- 
plete, were chocolate and wafers. 


It was only a few brief days ago, 

In our own I. W. C, 
That the Seniors would on a sleighride go, 

The Senior Specials are we — 
And these Seniors went with no other thought, 

Than of how much fun it would be. 

We were a class, and the Juniors a class, 

In our own I. W. C, 
And we fought a fight that was indeed a fight — 

Not the Juniors, but we. 
'Twas a fight that the under classes all 

Most anxious were to see. 

And the reason was that on that fair day, 

In our own I. W. C, 
The Juniors had a class ofiicer, 

A dandy teacher she. 
And the Seniors seized this ofl&cer 

And took her away you see, 
For a ride in their own big bob-sled fine; 

'Twas at I. W. C. 

The Juniors knowing they had no show. 

Must needs inactive be. 
Yes! That is the reason, as all of us know, 

In our own I. W. C, 
That they left Miss Pitner to her fate, 

Whatever that fate might be. 

For the Seniors were stronger far than they. 

Than the Juniors of I. W. C, 
And neither the Juniors in their slow bob 

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Nor Miss Pitner on bended knee, 
Could make the Seniors be parted from her, 
Till they were ready to be. 

And the Seniors went on, after taking her back, 

On a grand, long ride so free. 
And they went to Vick's, had a supper grand. 

And came back to I. W. C. 
And they sang a good song — not to make this too long — 

Of their daring — their great deeds — this valorous 
And then all was jolly as jolly could be, 

In our own I. W. C. 


€|fNo word of the Greetings can in any way alter the liter- 
ary reputation of Miss Delia Dimmitt. It is not world 
wide nor for particularly big work but she has written 
many a sketch full of simple human power, sincere and 
therefore satisfying, 

€|fA little book came out just before Christmas, a real life 
story, tender and triumphant. In it a fine-faced strong- 
souled young rector finds himself and his field of service 
through a girl to whom new visions had come by a very 
humble door. The sun on the roof of old Christ's Church 
and the morning joy of two forlorn little children of the 
tenements give inspiration and promise to the whole. 
€jjBut you should read it. We have not asked Miss Dim- 
mitt, but we fancy copies are still obtainable. The little 
book is from the Henderson & Depew shop and finely 
done. It sells at thirty five cents. Not the least of its 
charms is the extremely pretty decorative work here and 
there, done especially for it by Miss Elizabeth Harker. 
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The enrollment in the Department of Kxpression, at the 
beginning of this new term is even greater than it was in 
the fall. The number of pupils bids fair to keep both Mrs. 
Dean and Miss Peirsol very busy. 

The department feels the loss of one of last term's stu- 
dents, June Dyke, who was married during the holidays, 
and is now keeping a home in Maxburg, Ohio. 

All the students in Expression are eagerly looking for- 
ward to February eleventh and twelfth, when Prof. Clark 
oi the University of Chicago will be with us. He will give 
two evening readings. One evening he will read "King 
I^ear" and on the other "L^es Miserables." On the after- 
noon of February twelfth he will deliver a lecture on "I^it- 
erature and the Community." 

The term recital was given on Thursday evening, De- 
cember seventeenth, and the following program was ren- 
dered : 

"The Night Before Christmas" . . Clement C. Moore 


"Our Christmas" 


"Christmas Eve in a 

Mining Camp" . . . Albert Bigelow Paine 

"Christmas Gifts" 


"The First Christmas" Margaret Deland 


"A Christmas Present For a Lady" , . . Myra Kelly 


•'The Coming of the Prince" Eugene Field 


CIA friend of the Department of Expression has provided a 
fund of one thousand dollars, to be known as the Wesley 

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Mathers' Memorial Fund, the proceeds of which are to be 
awarded each year for excellence in declamation. 
fjfThe contestants are to be ten in number, five chosen from 
the Junior and five from the Sophomore class, or from those 
having work equivalent to entrance credits for those class- 
es. The contestants must have done work in the Depart- 
ment of Expression during the school year in which the 
Contest takes place. 

€j|The Contest is to be held during Commencement week, 
immediately preceeding, each year. 

€|The First Prize of $20.00 shall be awarded to the person 
of the ten showing the highest excellence. 
<{fTo the two doing the best work in the Junior class shall 
be awarded First and Second prizes of $10.00 and $5.00 
each, repectively. 

€]jThe person winning the general First Prize shall not be 
eligible for any of the smaller prizes, and shall not be eli- 
gible to the Contest in any succeeding year. 
€IJAlready the girls have been chosen and are beginning 
work, while the whole school awaits with interest the final 


€j}I was born in Jacksonville, Illinois. 
C{fMy first recollection was a Woman's College home, 
fjjl was dressed by a young lady who I thought was my 
mamma. She dressed me very prettily and then I heard I 
was going to be sent with many others to Chicago to some 
poor little children. We were packed in a box and, oh, 
the dreadful ride that followed — no air, no comfort. But 
at last we reached the city. We were taken to a place 
called the Association House. There was so much noise 
and such a crowd! — enough to scare a baby to death. We 
were unpacked and put to bed to rest awhile, and to 
wonder how people ever live in Chicago with such a noise. 
€j|After we had slept awhile we were carried into a room — 
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it seemed to me as though there were hundreds of children 
there. They called them "the Sunbeams" — such dear 
little children, but I 'most had a chill wondering who my 
next mother was to be. They sang ' 'Jesus Wants Me For 
a Sunbeam" while we listened. A woman recited some- 
thing and they also had a Christmas Tree. Then they 
lined up and I found my new mother. 

€|fl was put into her arms. Her name is Consuela Farmer. 
My grandmother is a widow who keeps a little store to 
make a living. I have an Aunt Blanche and an uncle 
fourteen years old, and a little mother who loves me. I 
sleep near her and she takes me to walk with her. She 
took me to Miss Poxen's home to call the other day. My 
Mamma Consuela is so sorry for Miss Poxen because her 
mamma went to Heaven and left her all alone. I send my 
love to my old mamma in Jacksonville. Tell her I am 
glad to be here, and tell the other College girls that we are 
so glad they dressed us and sent us to Miss Poxen to make 
our new mammas so happy. 

IJiMiss Poxen sends her love to all, asking you all to pray 
for her when she is lonesome without her mother. 

lyovingly, your doll, 
Mabe;i, Farmer. 
€|This was written by Miss Poxen; I'm too young to write. 


Palm Beach, Fla., 4-10, '08. 
Dear Tom: — 
€[[Well, old man, I must 'fess up. I have "gone and done 
it" — I who never cared much about women, and was al- 
ways happiest when about fifty miles away from one. 
<|I always thought they were such silly creatures — but ike 
one isn't. I am so wild with joy that I can hardly talk 
straight, buti will try to tell you all about it. 

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<lJHer name is Dorothy Haverhill — I call her "Dolly" — 
and she is only five feet two and one-half inches in height 
— and she has the loveliest face framed in such soft, brown 
hair. And such strength of character, and sweet womanli- 
ness! I have known her for only about a month, and 
I suppose you will jolly me good in your next letter about 
my raving in this fashion; but, old man, I have been hit 
for the first and last time, and I am hit hard. I know that 
the minute you should see her you would be wholly capti- 
vated and offer her your heart an hand on the spot — you 
always were such a susceptible fellow — it's funny you 
havn't gotten married yet yourself. 

<jfl saw Dolly for the first time in St. Augustine — a place 
that will ever be remembered by me as a bit of Paradise. I 
saw her in an auto near the sea-wall, and seated with her 
was an elderly woman, whom I afterward learned was her 
aunt, her only living relative. Tom, something about her 
attracted me — the first time such a thing has ever happened 
in my life, and a few days later Providence arranged it 
that I should meet her and the "Aunty" too, who by the 
way regards me favorably, and from that time Dolly and I 
have often met and my friendship has grown to be some- 
thing warmer and I am sure she loves me although I have 
not yet asked her — but expect to do so soon. She and her 
aunt are here now in Palm Beach. 

€jfAndnow I must tell you a bit about St. Augustine, where 
I found my great happiness — and especially about the 
Ponce de I^eon Celebration which took place the first three 
days of April and which we witnessed together. It was 
magnificent, Tom, this celebration of Old Ponce's landing, 
and the subsequent events. The beautiful little city was 
decked in its holiday finery of flags and bunting and lights, 
and all this, including the sight of the magnificent palace 
hotels, beautiful homes and delightful parks, and the vis- 
ions presented to us from the Past, made a perfect picture 
— a fit setting for the beginning of a love story, I suppose 
you would say, eh, old fellow? 
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€[fOn the first day, we saw sailing up Matanzas Bay, a pic- 
turesque old caravel with Ponce de lycon and his knights, 
soldiers and priests aboard. The awe-stricken Indians met 
them at the landing, and when Ponce had disembarked, 
smoked the Pipe of Peace with him. The picture was very 

<}fOn the second day, the founding of the city by Menen- 
dez was the feature of the program. He captures the In- 
dian village, but, when the hidden savages rush from 
the forest and give battle he is compelled to surrender his 
prisoners. Then peace was made, the Indian chiefs bury- 
ing their tomahawks and knives, and the great chief, after 
taking a puff at the fragrant weed, passed the Peace Pipe 
to Menendez, who, recognizing the symbol, forced himself 
to take a whiff of it. Then, with the look of a boy who 
has tried his first cigar, he passed it to his followers, 
€jfThe next day we were given a picture of the "Change 
of Flags. ' ' Every era of the life of the city was represent- 
ed. The primitive Red Man elbowedjhis way among throngs 
of warriors of medieval Spain, soldiers of England and 
France and the United States. The "Change of Flags" 
was enacted in the Plaza annex. The entrance and exit 
of the various flags was accompanied by the rendition of 
the national hymn of each country in turn, and a great 
thrill surged through the crowd when the Spanish flag was 
hauled down and the Stars and Stripes floated from the 
pinnacle to remain forever. Oh I tell you, old boy, it was 
great! Try to visit St. Augustine at this time next year — 
maybe you could find a girl, too, though you couldn't find 
one better than Dolly Haverhill. And now, old fellow, 
that's all for the present — I must rush off to keep my ap- 
pointment. Your happy old 


M, I,, '12. 

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Editors — Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manage;r — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

€j|The editor, in her usual strenuous monthly search for 
material to fill these pages, has been so fortunate as to dis- 
cover the following verses. We wish to express our sin- 
cere gratitude to the writer of these lines who, we under- 
stand, is a student in the preparatory department. We 
should like to print her name but she is so very modest 
that she has asked to have it withheld. 


We havn't been told but we venture to state 

That somebody missed a last train; — 
That somebody came to some party too late, 

And doubtless will do it again. 
That somebody lost an umbrella, I know. 

And another a muff and a fan, 
And from somebody's purse a good dollar or so 

Slipped out without purpose or plan. 
Now the weather was never ideal for us all, 

Nor were furnaces always just right; 
And postmen were late, if they reached us at all. 

And maybe some servants took flight. 
And somebody waited till the very last tick. 

To part with her silver or gold. 
Then rushed about wildly, half mad and half sick. 

Because all the nice things were sold. 
And New Year resolves, though boastful and smart, 

Skulked away — battles half won; 
And friends new and old had to meet and to part. 

About as they always had done. 
And some folks had turkey, some were glad of a bone. 

And some were full merry, some sad. 
And some went to parties, and others staid home — 

And, counting their mercies, were glad. 

And a moral's to seek, though scarcely you'll find 

Much logic encumbering my lines; 
Let each suit herself — choose one to her mind, 

And leave to '09 the next rhymes. 

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•ffTlie story entitled "The Discovery of a Princess" pub- 
lished in our December issue, was, through an error of the 
printers, not signed. We are indebted to Miss Gladys 
Henson ' 1 1 , for this story. 

€j|One year ago in the January Greetings, '08, the Board 
announced two prizes for original material. The contest 
brought us some very good stories and sketches and we are 
glad to repeat the trial this year. The Greetings Board 
therefore announces that at commencement time two prizes 
of five dollars each will be awarded the two contribu- 
tors who shall between this time and that hand in the best 
original story, parody, poem or sketch of whatever charac- 
ter. We should like to have many lines attempted and 
the more people entering'the contest the better. All ma- 
terial should be handed to the editor. Do not wait till the 
time of our last issue. 


CjjLOST — by the Junior class — one class officer. As no re- 
ward is offered, it is supposed the class is financially embar 

^When one of our faculty members very absentmindedly 
said, '^Yes, since it is you, dear", a certain Junior immedi- 
ately drew the conclusion that she had been attending church, 
since she was so able to quote the "hymns." 


I Bess Akes' mother visited her for a few days immedi- 
ately after vacation. 

Announcements have been received of the marriage of 
June Dyke on Christmas day. 

We are extremely sorry that ill health has prevented 
Miss Rummler's return to us. 

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Mary Martin has gone home for a few days' visit. 

During the holidays Grace Good entertained a few of her 
friends to announce her marriage which will occur in June. 

There was a jolly reunion of I. W. C. girls at the home 
of Jess Rhodes during the holidays. 

We are glad to learn that Kunice Van Winkle, who has 
recently had an operation at the hospital, is recovering 

Miss Harker has not been able to return to her work 
since the holidays but we are very fortunate in securing 
Miss Gettemy of Chicago to fill the vacancy. 

Through the kindness of Miss Mary Brock the I^ibrary 
has received a fine edition of "The Historical Library of 
the Land^and the Book." This is in four volumes contain- 
ing the text of the entire Bible, copious comments on it, 
and hundreds of beautiful illustrations. 

At a lecture given Monday night, January the eleventh, 
by Gilbert McClurg, about nine dollars was cleared to form 
a nucleus for a Library Fund. The fact that this sum was 
so small is to blamed to the inclemency of the night and 
not to any lack of merit on the part of Mr. McClurg. His 
subject was "Texas," and it was handled in a most inter- 
esting manner. 

A number of new magazines have been subscribed for, 
for the Library. Among these are "The Sketch Book," 
"Masters in Art," "Je Sais Tout," "The Speaker," "Ker- 
amic Studio" "The International Studio" and the "De- 
lineator' ' for special departments. ' ' 


^jfThe first number of the Artists' Course was a recital by 
Miss Augusta Cottlow, pianist, Thursday evening, Decem- 
ber the tenth. Miss Cottlow is a very brilliant pianist and 
every number was well rendered. The program follows; 
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Organ Prelude and Fugue D Major Bach 

Berceuse Op. 57 Chopin 

Scherzo, C Sharp Minor, Op. 30 Chopin 

Sonata Eroica, Op. 50 MacDowell 

Clair de Lune Debussy- 
Prelude, A Minor . . , Debussy 

Legend of St. Francis of Assisi 

"The Sermon to the Birds" . . . .Liszt 

Polonaise, B Major Liszt 

€||The regular term recital was given Monday evening, 
December the fourteenth. The program was excellent, 
each number being extremely well given: 

Impromptu, A Flat Minor Schubert 


A Land of Roses Del Riego 

Who is Sylvia Schubert 


Faust Fantasia Alard 


Prelude, Op. 81, No. 3 Heller 

Murmuring Zephyrs Niemann 


In Old Judea Geibel 


Sonata, G Minor [First Movement] . . . Schumann 


Concerto, E Major [First Movement] Bach 

Who'll Buy My Lavender German 


Idyllen No. i MacDowell 

Papillion Alsen 


From Song Cycle Von Fielitz 

Silent Woe, Frauenwouth, Secret Greetings, Child 
Voice, Anathema, Resignation. 


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Serenade Didla 

A la Hongroise ■'.... Hauser 


Traumerei . . Strauss 

Waltz, K Minor Chopin 


Was Will Die Kinsame Thrame Schumann 

Ich lyiebe Dich Grieg 


Babbling Brook ) ^ , , . . 

[_ Paldini 

March Mignon j 


Concerto D Major (I^ast Movement) Mozart 


Passage Birds' Farewell Hildach 


CjfMrs. Hartman has been elected to take the place Miss 
Marion Rummler who has resigned on account of poor 
health. Mrs. Hartman has studied with Marchesi and 
Strigla in Paris and with Will Whitney in Boston. She 
comes to us highly recommended by G. K. Paine, Chad- 
wick and Foote. 

€|0n Thursday, December the seventeenth, the pupils of 
the Primary Department presented in a very charming 
manner the little sketch entitled "The Lost Reindeer" 

SCENE I. Santa Clans' House. 


Santa Claus Tillie Heyen 

Mrs. Santa Claus Hazel Moxen 

Jack Frost Dorothy Yates 

Elf Ruth Harker 


SCENE II. Somewhere Town. 


Jack Frost Dorothy Yates 

Klf . Ruth Harker 


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fjfPerhaps Phi Nu has never entered upon a new term of 
work with brighter prospects than this term. Almost 
the last affair before Christmas was the play, "The 
Worsted Man" given in the Music Hall December the six- 
teenth. Those who have seen it know that it affords ex- 
cellent opportunities for good singing and clever acting, 
and under the careful supervision of Mrs. Dean and others 
of the Expression and Musical Faculty, not one of these 
opportunities was lost. Kvery character was well taken 
but perhaps those most deserving of mention are Florence 
Binford, lyucile Rottger and Catherine Yates. The follow- 
ing is the cast of characters: 

Mr. Wooley, or the Worsted Man . . Florence Binford 
Miss Patience Willoughby, 

An Ingenious Young Woman . , . Lucile Rottger 

Miss Barbette Hawkins Annette Rearick 

Miss Janette Barrington Flossie Klliott 

Miss Susanna Darrow Maurine Poultney 

Miss Priscilla Middleton Agnes Osburn 

Miss Prudence Andrews Helen Maine 

Miss Bthelinda DeWitt Catherine Yates 

Sambo Front, bell boy Ora Mitchell 

Clerks, Porters, Waitresses 

Pianist Nelle Smith 

€[|The story of the play is as follows: Seven beautiful 
and accomplished ladies, all approaching a rather uncer- 
tain age, are at a summer resort which is truly ideal but for 
the trifling fault that it lacks a man. Patience at last 
solves the problem by making the Worsted Man and bring- 
ing him to life by aid of the waters for which the resort is 
famous. He is instructed in all the mysteries of love but 
warned that if he flirts he must perish. Although made 
without a heart he procures a half-dozen and presents 
them to his charmers with cheerful impartiality. When at 
last his perfidiousness is discovered he is unraveled by the 
injured maidens. 

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Why the smile on the faces of all the Phi Nus? Their 
new pins have come. These are shaped just like the old 
ones but are only about a third as large. The exclama- 
tion of every one who sees them is "How pretty and how 
dainty and graceful they are!" and we certainly agree with 

June Dyke, one of our Phi Nus who did not return^ 
was married Christmas day to Mr. Carl Blakesley at her 
home in Effingham. The happy couple will make their 
home in Macksburg, Ohio, where Phi Nu wishes that they 
may have much joy. 

On Wednesday afternoon, January thirteenth, at five 
o'clock, the Juniors and Middle Preps went out for a sleigh 
ride, taking Miss Neville with them as chaperone. They 
sang and yelled in true College girl fashion and six-thirty, 
the time for them to be home came all too soon. A lovely 
spread, given by their class president, Bonnie Johnston, 
awaited them in Phi Nu hall. It was very hard, after their 
delightful frolic to settle down to work at seven-thirty. 


Santa Claus was very good to the Belles I^ettres. He 
made them a visit before Christmas was really here. Per- 
haps he thought thus to calm the girls' restless spirits and 
bring pleasure to those last few days before Christmas 
which always seem so long. Anyway, at their last meet- 
ing a beautiful tree, laden with presents greeted them when 
they entered the society room. Santa was very wise in his 
choice of presents. It is strange how well he knows the 
character and life of each girl, and somehow he is given 
that wonderful faculty of looking into the future as well as 
the past. All the gifts were useful or happy reminders of 
days gone by or suggestive of what was to happen in days 
to come. After the distribution of presents a short program 
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was rendered. Among the numbers was a vocal solo by 
Miss White, who, as usual, sang most beautifully and, it is 
needless to say, was repeatedly encored. Light refresh- 
ments were served at the end of the program. The girls 
all left with bright looks on their faces for Christmas now 
seemed so much nearer than before. 

The Belles L^ettres are well pleased with the high stand- 
ard of work that has been done this semester, but are look- 
ing forward to even better the next. 


When a cutter, drawn by two prancing horses, stopped 
before the College at 5:30 Tuesday evening, January the 
twelfth, everyone wondered where Miss Anderson could 
find room for herself and her six Sophomores. But find 
room she did, and away they sped on the most enjoyable 
and merry sleighride in the history of the class. At six 
o'clock a hot dinner was served to them at the Grand Hotel 
and, after another sleighride, they returned to the College. 

On Monday afternoon, December the seventh. Miss An- 
derson entertained her Sophomores at a Sewing from 4:30 
to 7:00. When great progress had been made toward fin. 
ishing Christmas gifts. Miss Anderson, with the aid of 
Miss Neville and Miss Cowgill, served a dainty chafing 
dish supper. 


It was with great regret that we learned of the resigna- 
tion of Miss Harker because of poor health. She goes to 
California for the winter and the good wishes and the God- 
speed of all the studio girls go with her. Miss Harker has 
done a great deal in building up the craft work in the Art 
Department, and the interest and enthusiasm she has had 
in the work have resulted in a very marked improvement 

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in that branch in the department. She will be greatly- 

Miss Winnifred Gettemy comes to fill the vacancy made 
by the resignation of Miss Harker and will have the craft 
classes and classes in China Decoration. Some special 
courses in Design will soon be offered also. Miss Gettemy 
is a graduate of the Course of Designing at the Chicago 
Art institute and has had several years of experience as a 
teacher. She has recently had a Craft Studio in the Fine 
Arts Building in Chicago. 

Florence Sayle, Mabel Kniffen, Ruth Wyckoff and 
Blanche Wilson have posed for the sketch class this term. 

There is a large enrollment and a number of new stu- 
dents have started work since the holidays. 

Saturday evening, January the ninth, there was great 
excitement in the house. Invitations were out for a wed- 
ding — a real live wedding — to take place in our midst at 
eight o'clock that evening. Promptly on time the guests 
were assembled at the appointed place — the alcove on the 
third floor. Soon the strains of the Wedding March from 
Lohengrin were heard and the wedding party marched 
down the main corrider leading from the east end of the 
building. Here, in the presence of the assembled throng, 
and before the clergyman, Ora Mitchell, Clara Crutchfield 
and lyco McCutcheoudid pledge themselves to"live togeth- 
er in the state of roommateship, after the ordinances of Miss 
Weaver, so long as they both should stay in school." The 
bride was strikingly dressed in whiter draped in the Grecian 
fashion and having a train at least four feet long. A brid- 
al veil covered her faice and the long, floating ends swept 
the floor behind. Candle-bearer Ruth Hamlin wore a 
charming little French frock with a deep red sash, and her 
dark curls were adorned with a huge bow of the same 
shade, set jauntily above one eye. Flosie Elliott, in a dark 
blue princess bathing suit, was a most charming page. Af- 
ter the ceremony the party adjourned to partake of a sump- 
tous wedding supper. 

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Anne Young Jenkinson, '04, and husband are the hap- 
py parents of a daughter, Elizabeth lyouise, born Decem- 
ber fourteenth. We hope that Elizabeth will be taking 
voice lessons at I. W. C in a few years. 

Announcements have been received of the marriage of 
Olive Dale, a former student, to Dr. Edward D. Slaton, on 
Wednesday, December thirtieth, at Johnson City, Illinois. 

Susan Rebhan, '05, spent a few days with Miss Winnie 
Wackerle at the College during the holidays. 

Sara Davis, '03, and mother, are spending the winter at 
Daytona, Florida. 

Miss Sadie E. Doht, who was graduated from the Art 
Department last year, was so fortunate as to win a prize on 
one of her pictures in a contest held in Springfield re- 

The engagement of Mabel Okey, '98, who taught voice 
at the College a number ^of years ago, to Dr. Hofinger, a 
dentist, of Seattle, Washington has been announced. The 
Alumnae extend congratulations. 

Quite a number of alumnae and former students came 
back to attend the Phi Nu play. Among the number were 
Georgia Metcalf, Gladys Maine, Rena Crum, and Inez 
Freeman, all of 1908. 

'•In the Shadow of Christ's Church" is the title of a 
very delifihtful story which was published in booklet form 
just before Christmas. The story was written by Miss 
Delia Dimmitt, '86, and illustrated by Elizabeth Harker, 
'03, and reflects great credit on both. 


ijjTo a stranger coming into I. W. C. on the evening of De- 
cember the fifth, the halls would have presented a singular 
appearance. The lights were turned low, and not a girl 

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Vt^as to be seen. The Seniors had been summoned to their 
president's room for a Class Meeting, and now were asked 
to wait for a few minutes. A low, mysterious knock, the 
light suddenly snapped off, and as the door opened, in 
walked old Santa and two of his helpers. They proved 
themselves quite versatile (as an I. W. C. Santa Claus and 
his party must needs be) by the spirited way in which they 
delivered their message in verse. This message proved to 
be an invitation to the Christmas Party to be given by the 
Seniors and Middle Preps on the following Saturday even- 
ing. After leaving the Seniors the party went to the other 

€[|As the week rolled by the interested girls found that the 
place of meeting was to be the Domestic Science hall, and 
they also discovered that they were to have the pleasure 
of going serenading before the party proper. They went 
by classes to sing Christmas songs to "shut-ins," invalids, 
and old men and women who were not able to go about 
during the Christmas time, and it did their hearts good to 
see the pleasure with which the dear old people heard the 
songs which, with the story they tell, are always new and 

fJllThe groups came home from their serenading trips in 
high spirits, and soon the Domestic Science hall was filled 
with laughing girls ready for any amount of fun. The 
Seniors made themselves conspicuous by forming, with 
their class officers, a circle in the center of the room as they 
led the singing of College songs. Presently, however, there 
was started a frolic which was not booked on the programs 
of the hostesses — a frolic which developed into nothing less 
than a class ofiicer or faculty rush. 

fjfThe Specials, with the help of most of the underclass- 
men "fought gloriously," to quote from some remarks 
heard after the rush, while the Seniors, standing alone, 
held their own, and more too, in a manner quite beseeming 
that dignified body. 

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€}|After the excitement had died down each guest was giv- 
en a little sprig of evergreen with which to try her skill at 
making a Christmas tree. Then came the steaming was- 
sail bowl and German Christmas cookies, forming most de- 
lightful and novel refreshments. 

CjjMrs. Dean delighted the girls by reading "Our Christ- 
mas" and "The Ruggles' Christmas Dinner" from "The 
Birds' Christmas Carol," in her inimitably charming man- 

€{|But the crowning event of this lovely entertainment was 
yet to come. All the tiny tapers on the little Christmas 
trees were lighted and the whole company marched to the 
society halls in a procession, singing the verses of "Joy to 
the World" as they went. There a great tree, and Santa 
himself awaited us. The gifts bestowed will not soon be 
forgotten — the diplomas for the College Seniors, the hearts- 
ease for the Senior Specials, the salt-bags for the Freshmen 
were duly appreciated. Mr. Stafford hoped that his auto 
would run, and Mr. Stead took great pleasure in blowing 
his tin horn. Everyone seemed highly delighted with 
his own as well as with everyone's else gifts, and when 
the party broke up all left with much Christmas cheer in 
their hearts. 

Y. W. C. A. 

Miss Wheeler was with the Y. W. for several days and 
they gained much help and inspiration from her visit. 
While in the city Miss Wheeler organized a Y. W. in the 
High School. 

Miss Metcalf, our Y. W. president, spoke to the girls at 
the High School January the thirteenth, while they were 
discussing the formation of an Association. 

The Association had a bunch of holly and a card of 
greeting at each girl's door the morning of December the 

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Although our Domestic Science Department is only three 
years old, we were very delightfully surprised when we stepped 
into the exhibit room at the end of the first term. Girls in 
their dainty white aprons and caps flitted about, ready to dis- 
play their tailored waists or Art Needlework. Others hurried 
back and forth from the kitchen, carrying large trays of de- 
licious doughnuts. The sale proved to be as successful as the 
exhibit. From the pies, cakes and jellies we cleared almost 
thirteen dollars. 

Miss Pitner has been giving the Seniors a few "pointers'* 
for their demonstrations. During one of the class periods she 
boned a chicken. It was very interesting and they all agreed 
it would not be hard to carve a "boneless chicken." 

Several "spreads" have been enjoyed by the different class- 
es in the department during the past few weeks. 

On Saturday night, January tenth, the most appetizing odors 
ftoated through the building, luring every one to the Domes- 
tic Science rooms, where Hamburgs were being served by the 

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€|j The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

€]| Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€}[ Subscriptions, ;^i.00 a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€j] Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


Lincoln 3 

Old Times 5 

The New Spectator , 8 

The Junior-Senior Reception 11 

Editorial , 12 

Belles Lettres 13 

The Decision , 14 

Athletic Notes 17 

Expression Notes 17 

Y. W. C. A 17 

Juniors ' 18 

Domestic Science Notes 18 

Day of Prayer 19 

Exchanges .20 

Locals 20 

Senior Preparatory 22 

German Club 22 

Art Notes ..... 22 

Phi Nu 23 

Alumnae Notes 24 

Music Notes 25 

Science Spread 26 


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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., Februuary, 1909 No 5 


' ^And this day shall be unto you for a memoriaV ' — Kx. 12-14. 

|; Speak for him, O ye circling years, 

Which now have reached your perfect round, 
Proclaim the marvel of his deeds, 

The spirit of his faith profound; 
It needs no poor, weak art of ours 

To voice the story of his fame, 
Or herald to the coming race. 

The glory of his honored name. 

For you, O hundred pregnant years, 

Precede us in your ministry, 
We yield to you the royal right 

Of retrospect or prophecy; 
For still this poised, self -tutored soul 

Which saved a nation's truth and life 
lyives on through life's vicissitudes. 

Immortal over change and strife. 

How patient in its simple force. 

How sturdy in its honest might, 
How daring in its rectitude — 

How true to God and Man and Right! 
Back of that patience there was strength, 

Beneath the sternness there was love. 
And justice meted out its dole. 

With tender hand beneath the glove. 

He knew the peril of the hour, 

And he discerned the gathering host 
When but a shadow vague — and saw 

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With dauntless eyes^ the awful cost; 
But "Save the Nation" was his plea, 

"Preserve the Union" his behest, 
Undying courage nerved his soul, 

Unfailing hope inspired his breast. 

The dark hour came, the storm broke forth, 

The Ship of State was rocked and tossed — 
As Treason lifted its grim head 

That which our sires had won seemed lost; 
Reason was frenzied, judgment reeled. 

And rancor swept through South and North— 
His unimpassioned spirit watched 

The while his great thought reached its birth. 

Thro all those anguished, war-swept years 

Who knows what torture hit his soul? 
Behind his mask inscrutable 

What struggles waged for self-control? 
He dared to suffer tor a cause. 

Indifferent to praise or blame — 
He woke a nation from its sleep, 

And purged a country of its shame. 

His creed embraced humanity — no less 

He scorned to climb o'er bleeding forms, 

Or profit by the woes of men. 

Or win his ends thro human harms; 

How well he steered the Ship of State, 
The Union guarded — ah, how well! 

How broke his great strong heart for those 
In North or South, who fought and fell! 

Speak for him Union, strong and great, 

A Titan, lifted from the dust — 
Tell how he saved you when he plead: 

"We dare not yield — our cause is just." 
Your open marts, to Commerce free. 
Your traflSc centres wide and grand. 
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Give tongues to praise the man who urged: 

"A house divided cannot stand." 
Speak for him race of dusky men — 
|. For him who smote your fettered shame — 

f Five million freemen! Yours to breathe 

A benediction on his name! 
Upon his back (an Atlas load) 

The burden of your race was laid — 
I He bowed him low and lifted it, 

Invincible and unafraid. 
O Country, fairest on God's earth, 

Where Wisdom's gate swings wide to all. 
Where Mercy builds her blest retreats, 

And kind hearts answer Pain's low call — 
O Country, laud his name anew! 

O People, strong united band. 
Declare your endless debt to him 
^ Who saved you to this favored land! 

Speak for him then, ye circling years. 

Which now have reached your perfect round. 
Proclaim the wisdom of his deeds, 

The spirit of his faith profound. 
For still this poised God-tutored soul 

Which saved a nation's truth and life, 
lyives on, thro all the fluctuant years, 

Immortal over change and strife. 

Martha Capps-Oi.ive;r. 
February 1909. 


€jfUncle Joe Baker and Uncle Tom Jones, two old bache- 
lors, had not met for over forty years. Now Uncle Joe had 
come back home, and in the orchard, under the old apple 
tree, they sat together, contentedly puffing at their old 
pipes, dreaming over their boyhood days. There had been 
a long pause, then: 

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Ijf'Yes Joe, them were happy days, happy days. Why, I 
never did taste trout like them we used to ketch down at 
the creek, in Sider's woods. My, but them were days." 
t{fFor a minute Uncle Joe was silent, then he grinned 
sheepishly. "Say, Tom, what's to hender us fromrunnin' 
away an' bein' boys again today? lyet's go fishin'. " 
<[|"By Jingo, Joe, but that does sound natural. Forty 
years ain't changed you a bit. You always was proposin' 
somethin'. It's a go, old Pard!" 

lj|"Do you still get the bait in the barn lot? You know I 
alius got the bait. ' ' 

€]f"Yes, and the spade is still behind the wood house door. 
You didn't know we got a new wood house did you? I'll 
get the tackle out of the hay loft. Just whistle when 
you're ready," 

€|fSoon two bent old men, with long fishing poles over their 
shoulders, and two large tin cans of bait, sneaked out to 
the barn. 

€j["My, this is life! But good land, we ain't got a thing 
to eat. Just wait a minute, I'll be back," and he disap- 
peared behind the barn. It was only a few moments till 
he reappeared, chuckling silently. His coat and trouser's 
pockets bulged suspiciously, and in each hand was a warm, 
fragrant mince pie. 

€||"Great Guns! Won't Sally be mad as the dickens when 
she comes fer these pies? I got 'em out of the pantry win- 
dow. I couldn't help it, they smelled so good. An' land, 
look at my pockets! I hooked every apple and doughnut 
on the place. But we had better be skedaddling or Sal 
will be after us. ' ' 

€||They hobbled thro the old, broken gate and down the 
worn cow path that led to Sider's woods. 
^"My, that old elm tree over there jes' seems like an old 
friend. We used to play hookey from school an' meet 
there. You an' me had our first and only fight under that 
tree an' then went home an' got licked fer fightin' — all 
fer Betsy — an' then she gave us both the mitten an' married 
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Jim Bennett." 

Iff" Well, well, the old rotten stump is gone. I kinder 
hoped it 'ud still be there. How we uster sneak down 
here at midnight an' try to charm off our warts with beans 
an' spunk water." 

€ffWhen the old creek with its slow flowing, muddy water 
came into sight he exclaimed: 

Iff "An' our old swimmin' hole turned into a hog waller — 
now that does make me mad. Why that water uster be 
the purtiest sparklin' little creek in this country; you could 
see the pebbles clean to the bottom anywhere. But them 
Siders alius wus too stingy fer any use. Ivaw, they'd turn 
the hogs in their front yard if that 'ud make an extry dol- 
ler. Don't that rile one up? Say, you know the time we 
give Bill Thompson that duckin'? I saw Bill about five 
years ago in Oregon an' he had th^ nicest little wife an' 
home you ever seen. I guess Bill done real well out 

IffThey placed their lunch on a stump at the edge of the 
clearing and settled down to fish from an old log. 
Iff "Say, Joe, you've got a bite," said Tom excitedly. 
lff"Sh! Be still, if you yell like that you'll scare every 
fish out of this creek," whispered Joe, as he jerked a long, 
slippery trout from the water. Then, as happy as two 
boys, they removed the fish and strung it on a forked 

IffBut the time dragged, for the fish did not bite well that 

Iff "Say, Tom, my stomach says it's dinner time." 
Iff "So does mine." 

Iff Soon a little fire was crackling and the two white haired 
men sat squatted on the ground, roasting the fresh fish 
over the blaze on long sticks. They wondered if ever any 
fish had been so delicious. Why, people were just for- 
getting how to live, piling things up with pepper and salt 
and new fangled sauces. But the conversation lagged, 
for the sun was warm, and each in the bottom of his heart 

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wished for some quiet spot where he might take his after- 
dinner nap. 

€j|"Say, Tom," said Joe, at last, "I believe we talked too 
much, an' that's why the fish didn't bite this mornin'. I 
guess I'll go up the stream awhile," and he took his tackle 
and pipe and disappeared, and silently Tom took his and 
disappeared in the opposite direction. 

€||About five o'clock that evening Tom met Joe coming 
through the old barnyard gate. 

€}|They looked at each other and grinned sheepishly. 
<||" Where's your fish?" 

C]|"Why I got so many I couldn't carry them home. 
Where's yours?" 
€jj"Same luck." 

€|Then, after a pause, "Well, 'fess up, it was a bloomin' 
good afternoon fer a nap, wasn't it old pard?" 

G. H. 'II. 


No. I. — The Spectator Introduces Herself. 

^While reading Addison's description of himself in the 
Spectator club, I could not help being struck with the fact 
that I too, was more of a spectator than an active member 
of our busy college. Humble seeker after knowledge that 
I am, I must admit that the role of onlooker pleases me 

€[[I am vastly better entertained when watching a basket 
ball game than when I am being knocked and pushed 
about. Although I am fond of patronizing Domestic Sci- 
ence sales, I am never filled with the desire of toasting my 
cheeks and burning my fingers, to say nothing of losing 
my temper at the curdling of milk at a critical point. Re- 
citals are highly entertaining — but why should I wish to 
practice many hours, for many months, to be able to play 
one short composition, receive a few flowers and a second's 
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applause. And in the class-room I enjoy hearing others 
criticise, explain and theorize, but as for myself I never 
wish to speak out, except on those rare occasions when I 
can give my fellow-students some precious bit of informa- 
tion that they, in their hurried, busy life, have not found. 
<}|Consequently, as I was pondering over these things, I 
decided that such a club as that other Spectator of old had 
enjoyed would afford an excellent opportunity for a chosen 
few of the college's most brilliant attendants to show what 
stuff they are made of. After duly consulting a certain 
learned lady, (now one of our number) I selected with in- 
finite care and discretion those honored few who are to 
make up the club. Of these, you shall learn more in the 
next paper. 

€|And now, let me warn you that nothing is safe from the 
scratching of my pen, unless my friend, the busy editor, 
bars my contributions — which is highly improbable, for 
usually, ^^zjj/material is, to her, good material. But let me 
also say that I shall not aim my comments at anyone in 
particular, that all my readers have the privilege of answer- 
ing whatever they consider unseemly or unbecoming. 
l|fNow, even as that guiding star of mine, I wish to con- 
ceal three important points which I can be neither moved, 
begged nor hired to tell, my name, age and lodging. For 
thereby I would be drawn from seclusion to notoriety — in 
short, from the position of Spectator to that of Partaker, 
and this I refuse. 

No. 2. — The Club, Miss Peggy Fair, Atalanta, 
Rosa Rembrandt, Betty Mozart, the Chafing 
Dish I^ady, the Spectator and Someone Else. 
"Six more, at least join their consenting voice. ' ' 

fjjThe new club which has been formed within these walls 
for the pleasure and edification of its members, and also 
doubtless of the world in general, possesses the valuable 
deliberations of six members besides the views of the 
Spectator herself. These members represent all phrases of 

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our college life and there is no topic of interest which we 
do not examine or debate. 

^The first member whom I wish to mention is Miss Peggy- 
Fair. She is very popular and much sought after among 
the young ladies of the college. She is the head of many 
organizations; she is often made the chairman of entertain- 
ment committees, and is often chosen when someone is de- 
sired to uphold the dignity of the assembly on social occa- 
sions. With all her perfections she is unspoiled and is 
considered agreeable, accomplished and refined. 
€[f — Atalanta, like her Acadian ancestress, delights in ex- 
ercise and out door sports. It is an honor to compete with 
her upon the tennis court. She is the life of the gymna- 
sium and the pride of the college. 

fljjAt some future time our club will surely be recorded in 
the annals of the society on account of the famous, artistic 
trio connected with it. We alread}^ refer the settlement of all 
discussions relating to the world of art to our handler of the 
brush and pallette, Rosa Rembrandt. 

fjjThen there is Betty Mozart, our musician, who helps us 
with her advice on subjects of importance in the musical 
world. Sometimes she talks during the whole of a meeting 
and entertains us all. On other evenings she says noth- 
ing and does not even answer when she is spoken to. She 
sings beautifully but her voice is a great care, both to her- 
self and to the club. She must not sit in a draft, and she 
must have plentv of fresh air. At times it is rather trying 
to meet both these requirements in one room. 
S|The Chafing Dish L/ady is a very indispensible member of 
our club, for although art, music and books are not neces- 
sary to his existence, "civilized man cannot live without 
cooks," according to the rhyme. So skilled is she in mat- 
ters of domestic worth that she can baste a fowl and baste a 
garment with equal skill. We usually have our meetings 
on the days that she has been making some special dain- 
ty, and if she has been successful we profit greatly. Then, 
too, she can manage the most obstinate chafing dishes and 

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has been known to produce an appetizing dish from a little 
sugar, cheese and bread crumbs. 

€]fln addition to our artistic geniuses we possess a member, 
talented in literary lines, who is often present with us in 
our club. She is gentle and charming and, from consider- 
able reading and practical knowledge of affairs, her utter- 
ances are valuable to us upon many practical topics. 


COn Saturday evening, February thirteenth, the Seniors 
gave their annual reception in honor of the Juniors, and it 
would be putting it mildly to say that it was an exceeding- 
ly pleasant affair. 

C.The rooms and halls were charmingly decorated. The 
library had been transformed into a cosy den, with hosts 
of pennants and dress boxes. The Illinois corner in the 
main corridor was especially attractive, but the "heart 
room" was the favorite resort of the evening. Here was 
also the "wheel of fortune" where any one could learn his 
fate by merely turning the arrow. 

CDuring the evening every one was presented with a large 
white heart and a number of tiny red ones. The large 
heart bore instructions something like this: 

"Say 'yes' or 'no' like a good fellow. 
Don't ever show your streak of yellow" or 
"Say 'yes' or 'no' and make your bow, 
See how your heart is all mine now. ' ' 
Cit was really quite shocking to see the rate at which 
hearts were lost and won. Partners for refreshments were 
found by matching the four fragments of "broken hearts" 
so as to form a whole. The tables prettily decorated with 
heart shaped bon-bon and nut dishes and lighted by candles 
were arranged in the society halls. 

CDespite the fact that the evening was very stormy, a 
number of out of town guests were present. 

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Editors — Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

<j|The finals are over! Now — what will the outcome be, 
and what will come next to burden the hearts and brains of 
the poor college girl? 

C|"Oh, I'm so glad the finals are over!" one girl was heard 
to say. 

<[}"Why, are you so sure of your grades?" asked a faculty 

<[|"No, oh no! but now I can forget all that I've been cram- 
ming my poor head with for the past few weeks." 

€}fThe Fates seem bound to sustain the little spicy feeling 
that was born between the Juniors and the Seniors on the 
occasion of our last snowstorm, for here comes temptation 
in the form of another even deeper snow-fall. We'll 
watch what the end will be. 

€[{Dr. Harker has dreamed another dream! Already we 
begin to see its fulfillment. Tall trees are making their 
way from the driveway to the south campus to make room 
for the New Building! The architect may be observed 
"viewing the landscape o'er" with a very professional eye, 
while Dr. Harker himself may be seen at any time, with 
countenance beaming and radiant as he interviews science 
teachers and teachers of Home Economics as to the plans 
for the prospective building which is to be completed by 
the opening of school in the fall. It is to be the home of 
the Domestic Science Department, the Societies, a good 
deal of the science and also a number of the girls. 
€]fWould that someone would take to dreaming for the 
"Greetings" after Dr. Harker's fashion — along literary 
lines of course. 

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ilJDon't forget that we are offering a prize for your story, or 
poem, or sketch. Two prizes of five dollars each will be 
granted for the best articles contributed from now until 

€[f We would call the attention of our readers to the poem, 
"Lincoln," which we print in this issue. Mrs. Martha 
Capps Oliver, who is an alumna of our school, is an author 
of considerable note. She has written hymns, cantatas and 
poems as well as more than fifty books for juvenile read- 
ers. Mrs. Oliver was graduated from the Womans' Col- 
lege, then known as the Illinois Female Seminary, in the 
class of '62. In 1865 she married Mr. Oliver and since 
that time has lived in Jacksonville devoting much of her 
time to her literary work. 

tIfWatch for the next number of the Greetings. It is de- 
signed to represent the work of the college in its various 

€l|Has any one heard of the new club? It seems to be a 


Belles L<ettres has had some exceptionally good programs 
this month. The birthdays of lyincoln and I^ongfellow 
were both appropriately celebrated. The program for 
lyincoln's centennial was as follows: 

Romances of Lincoln's Life Nellie Nichols 

Piano Solo . . ' ' Lorena McNeal 

A Story of '62 Florence Taylor 

Lincoln, the Hero Mildred West 

Lincoln in Fiction Blanch Porterfield 

Reading — Selections Helen Ryan 

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Work has been begun on the play but the date is not 
yet decided upon. j|| 

Several new members have been added to Belles L^ettres 
since Christmas. 

A Browning program was given February i6th. Miss 
Piersol's reading "I^ove among the Ruins," was much en- 
joyed by all. 


fjfThe Great King came into the court-room looking more 
solemn than ever before. The Queen's curiosity was 
aroused and she anxiously inquired the cause of his serious 
meditations. "Today I am to judge which month of all 
the year most deserves the title of Ruler, ' ' was all that he 
would say. 

€{|Court was in session and the months were solemnly pass- 
ing before the King, each one pausing to proclaim the par- 
ticular day or days of which it was proud. April told of 
the Eastertide, July proclaimed in strident tones the Decla- 
ration of Independence, November told of the happy 
Thanksgiving Day, and December of Christmas. January 
told how it alone brought the new years which made the 
world to grow. 

iJIOnly one month was left to come before the King, Feb- 
ruary, the shortest of them all. 

€|j" Great and wise and noble King," it said, "I know that 
I have fewer days than have the other months, yet they 
are days crowded full of many things. In other mouths 
there is seldom more than one day which men delight to 
honor, but behold, there is scarcely one of all my twenty- 
eight which has not some particular feature worthy of spe- 
cial note. The American nation would not rank among 
the worid powers as it does today had there not been Lin- 
coln, Washington and Filmore. Sherman and Lord Sal- 
isbury have also had much to do with the higher develop- 
ment of politics. Literature would have lost much if it 
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had never known my children Longfellow, lyowell, Poe, 
Whittier and Dickens. The music of today has much that 
it would have lacked without Mendelssohn. Darwin with 
his marvelous discoveries in the field of science was born 
in February. 

€jf"Oh! King, these are but the mightiest of all the mighty 
men which February has given to the world. Within my 
four short weeks men also celebrate the festival of St. Val- 
entine. These claims I make to greatness. lyCt your de- 
cision be just." 

€[[For a moment there was silence, then came the response 
slowly and distinctly, "February deserves the honor. 
Among the months it has the most days worthy of com- 
memoration, and therefore it shall be the Ruler of the year. " 

M. O. '12. 

Illinois Woman's College, 

Jacksonville, 111., Feb. 22, 1909. 
My Dear Jane: 
Civet me tell you about the exciting time that we had here 
one day last month. It seems a long time since it all hap- 
pened, but I want to tell you about it anyway. I am so 
sorry that you couldn't be here. 

CDr. Harker told us the night before that the new build- 
ing, of which we have heard so much, is to be begun very 
soon. Of course we had a jubilee and a triumphant, noisy 
procession through the halls. We presented a petition 
for a holiday the next day, and at breakfast Dr. Harker 
told us that we would have no recitations during the first 
two hours. With that much time at our disposal we could 
do no less than celebrate. As usual the Seniors took 
charge of affairs. They decided that it would be lots of 
fun to lay the corner stone. 

CAt nine o'clock we all met in the chapel with horns, 
pans, and all the other musical instruments usual on such 
occasions. From there we marched in order of classes to 

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the place where the real corner stone is to be laid. From 
the way in which the passers-by stared at us I imagine 
they thought we were having a fire drill. When we were 
all gathered around the cracker box which served for a 
corner stone the exercises began. The president of the 
Senior Specials had charge of everything and she first in- 
troduced Dr. Harker who gave us a very short but appro- 
priate speech. Then she called upon representatives from 
the classes who placed in the corner stone emblems of that 
which they desired the new building to have. The De- 
gree Seniors were particularly concerned about the litera- 
ture to be found there and to insure a proper beginning 
presented a copy of the Greetings. The Senior Specials 
made the first contribution toward the building. It surely 
must have meant a great sacrifice for them as they are al- 
ways "broke." I think that the entire amount was twenty- 
three cents. The College Juniors gave a dictionary, and 
some pans for the new Domestic Science rooms which are 
to be in the next building. The Sophomores made a good 
will and deposited it in the corner stone for safe keeping, 
and the Freshmen presented a picture of Dr. Harker that 
in some future time people may see how our president 
looked when he told us the good news. It was one vast 
smile. The Specials want the building to resound with 
harmony rather than with discord and so presented a sheet 
of music. A copy of the Journal telling of the trustees' 
decision in regard to the building was given by the Senior 
Preps. The Middlers presented a tiny man who they 
hoped would be the elevator boy. The Junior Preps gave 
up the Indian clubs they had been saving for the new gym 
which is to be, though not yet. The Sub Juniors present- 
ed their gift last. It was too dear to see one of them toddle 
up to the corner stone and in her childish voice say, as she 
dropped in her penny, "Every little bit added to what you 
got makes just a little bit more." 

CAfter all this we lined up and marched around the block. 
Dr. Harker led, accompanied by the Freshmen who were 
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too puffed up for words, until they learned that he was 
merely keeping close to them to keep them out of mis- 
chief. We beat pans and yelled continuously during the 

CBy the time all this was over the chapel bell rang and 
the noise had to die but our enthusiasm hasn't. We 
think it never will. As ever, 



The Athletic Association recently gave a novel affair in 
the form of a pillow fight. Admission was charged and 
the game was conducted upon purely scientific lines. Re- 
freshments of a suitable nature served to make even more 
pleasant this most enjoyable evening. 


The first studio tea of this semester was held on Wed- 
nesday afternoon, February tenth. It followed a studio 
recital given by a number of the first year girls. Mae 
Brown and Kdith Ford were the hostesses of the afternoon. 

Mrs. Dean has placed in the studio about one hundred 
splendid foreign views which she collected on her trips 
abroad, and which will be valuable for illustration and 

Y. W. C. A. 

Miss Ruth Wheeler was at the college from January 
the twenty-third to January the twenty-fifth. Her visit 
meant much of inspiration and help to the Association as a 
whole and to the girls individually. The committee and 
cabinet meetings were especially helpful to those who were 
fortunate enough to attend them. On Sunday night she 
led the devotional meeting and her talk on the opportuni- 

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ties for service which we have was to the point and well 
worth while. 

The Association has been very proud of its new room on 
at least two occasions during the past month. One of these 
was the time of the tea given in honor of Miss Wheeler, 
The girls were invited in small groups and thoroughly en- 
joyed the lively chat with our attractive secretary. The 
second occasion was on Saturday, January the thirtieth. 
Then it was that our Association entertainen the Associa- 
tion recently formed in the city high school. Hostesses 
and guests were clad as old ladies and the quaint garments 
and snowy locks seemed almost out of place in our college 
halls until a glance at the youthful faces dispelled the illu- 
sion. The big reception hall was filled with a merry chat- 
ting company, all busily sewing "quilt blocks" of the high 
school red and white. Tea and wafers were served in the 
Y. W. room which proved to be a very popular spot. 



On the thirtieth of January Miss Pitner and Miss Breen 
entertained the Junior classes at the cottage. The girls 
told stories and roasted marshmallows over the grate fire. 
At a late hour they reluctantly left voting the evening the 
best ever, 


The Seniors have been giving their demonstrations be- 
fore the class. This is quite a new experience for them. 
Those that have already been given are as follows: 

French Fried Potatoes Hazel Stephens 

Waffles Helen Lambert 

Au Gratin Potatoes Margaret Bullard 

Broiled Beef Steak Mary Kppert 

Dressing a Chicken Florence McCollister 

Stuffed Chicken Dicie Savage 

Potato Croquettes Florence Harper 

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The Juniors and Specials will serve doughnuts, coffee 
and chocolate in the private parlor on Friday afternoon. 

Florence McCollister has successfully given her Senior 
breakfast. It was the first one and was thoroughly en- 
joyed by all those who were fortunate enough to be invited. 
The menu was as follows: 


Wheat Berries 

Veal Croquettes Creamed Potatoes 

Mufl&ns Coffee. 


CPreparatory to the day of Prayer for Colleges Thursday, 
January the twenty eighth, talks were given in our Tues- 
day and Wednesday morning chapel services by Rev. F. 
A. McCarty and C. R. Morrison. 

COn Thursday half an hour was devoted to class prayer- 
meetings after which we all met in the college chapel. 
The reading of the scripture by Rev. C. ly. Nate and prayer 
by Dr. F. W. Short were followed by an address by Dr. 
Thomas Nicholson of New York City. 

CI.Dr- Nicholson preached one of the best sermons ever de- 
livered here, taking for his text the following passages of 
scripture: — "Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, Because thou 
hast seen me thou hast believed: blessed are they that 
have not seen and yet have believed," and "Now faith is 
the substance of things hoped for, and the evidence of 
things not seen. ' ' From these he showed the absolute ne- 
cessity of faith and the utter impossibility of accomplish- 
ing the work Christ left for us without it. 
CThe afternoon service was very impressive and each girl 
felt that she had received some special blessing during the 
day. Reports of the class prayer-meetings were given 
after which Dr. Nicholson gave us a short talk followed by 
a season of prayer and testimony. 

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"Are you going to see "Stubborn Cinderilla?" 
Rose: "No, I never did like Shakespeare's plays." 
Teacher in geometry: "When two faces coincide what 
is formed?" 
Pupil (blushing furiously:) "Why — er — Idon'tknow." 
Fair Co-Ed: "Which end of the car do you get off of?" 
Conductor: "Either end, Miss, they both stop." 
Caesar conquered many nations, 

A mighty man was he, 
And in examination, 

He also conquered me. 
There was a young theologian named Fiddle, 

Who would not take his degree; 
Said he. It's enough to be Fiddle 

Without being Fiddle, D. D. 
Pa heard him give the high school yell. 

For joy he could not speak, 
He murmured: "Mother listen to 

Our Willie talking Greek." 
I^ittle Willie Rose 

Sat on a tack; 
lyittle Willie rose. 


Mrs. Houser, of St. Louis, recently visited her daughter 

Irene Barndt, Rena Crum and Inez Freeman were guests 
at the college on January the twenty-seventh. 

We are glad to have Eunice VanWinkle with us again 
after her illness of a few weeks. 

Rena Taylor, Delia Mitchell and Mildred Stahl were all 
at their homes over Sunday, January the thirtieth. 
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Mrs. Smith of Beardstown, and Mrs. Jennings of Cen- 
tralia, have been recent visitors at the college. 

Miss Alice Jefferson, of Springfield, spent Sunday, Jan- 
uary the thirty-first, as the guest of Merle Ackerman. 

We were all very pleasantly surprised to find one morn- 
ing recently that some good friend had given us new hym- 

Mary Metcalf visited Mrs. Busey at Sidney on Sunday, 
February the sixth. 

Mr. A. M. Shaffer, of Oakland, came to the college on 
January the thirtieth for a short visit with his daughter 

Several of the recitation rooms have been improved by 
new blackboards. 

Mrs. Price, of Danville, has been a recent visitor. 

Gladys Johns and Anna Shaffer have returned from a 
few days' visit in Chicago. 

Jenne Harker came from St. lyouis to spend Sunday with 
her parents before Miss Harker departed for California. 

Alice Shekelton has recently visited in Alton and in 

Neva Wiley visited her home for several days, recently. 

Jenne Harker, Grace Good and Gladys Maine visited the 
college on Sunday, February the fourteenth. 

Mr. Harvey Sconce, of Sidell, attended the meeting of 
the trustees on January the nineteenth. 

Iva Alderson was here for Bess Reed's recital. 

The members of the advanced classes in French enjoy 
very much having a French table three evenings in the 
week. They have learned that it is perfectly possible to 
have an interesting conversation in a language other than 
their own if it is but necessary. 

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tjjMiss Rolfe entertained the senior preps on the afternoon 
of February first, at the home of Mrs. K. Weaver. It was 
a sewing party and after needles had been industriously 
plied for some time, dainty refreshments were served. The 
senior preps are of one opinion — Miss Rolfe is the very best 
class ofiicer in the school. 


On Monday, February the first, the German Club elected 
new ofl&cers, as follows: 

President Gladys Henson 

Vice-President Martha Meyn 

Secretary Zelda Henson 

Treasurer , . . Frances Harshbarger 


The social event of the art department, the long antici- 
pated studio spread, was held January the twenty-fifth, at 
six o'clock. As Miss Harker was soon going West for the 
winter, the girls gave the spread early in the term that she 
might be there. 

The guests were Dr. and Mrs. Harker, Miss Weaver, 
Mrs. Cogswell, Miss Wackerle and the girls who had posed 
for the Friday afternoon sketch class. 

The spread was unusually good, oyster patties, potato 
chips, sandwiches, pickles, cake, ice cream and coffee con- 
stituting the menu. 

The seniors in art are looking forward to the tea which 
Miss Knopf has promised to give for them. 

The craft-work is unusually interesting and Miss Get- 
temy is aiding the girls in making all sorts of lovely things 
in copper and brass. Some very pretty trays, jewel boxes, 

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and candle holders have been made recently. Also some 
beantifully executed designs in leather have been completed 
this term. 

There is a craft class on Mondays for the girls who can 
not come at other times and they are showing great interest 
in the work. 

The class in decorative designing is a large one. It 
meets once a week and will have some applied work later 
in the term. 



All day Saturday the Phi Nus had been working indus- 
triously, cracking nuts, popping corn, anxiously watching 
certain boiling, bubbling mixtures, or strenuously beating 
the contents of certain pans. By evening the fruits of their 
labor lay temptingly together on a big table in the society 
hall — that is, they lay there for a short time. When the 
door was opened in rushed a merry laughing crowd, and in 
a few moments the table was as bare as that celebrated cup- 
board belonging to Dame Hubbard. But in the Phi Nu 
treasury there was about thirty dollars more than there had 
been, so everyone was well content. 

On January the twenty-sixth a college program was giv- 
en. The whole program was exceedingly good, but the 
part which everyone enjoyed the most was the delightful 
talk which Miss Breene gave us on her own college, Smith. 
She told us all those things which we are all most anxious 
to know about other colleges, that is of the real life of the 
students, their organizations, playtimes and many other 
things dear to the heart of the college girl. 

The meeting on February the second was also most in- 
teresting. The general heading was "The Kodak" and 
under that the following clever program was given. 

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Piano Solo . . Inez Freeman 

Flashlights Helen Lewis 

Time Exposures (Chalk Talk) .... Norma Virgin 
In the Dark Room (Original Story) . . Mildred Stahl 

Vocal Solo Grace Stumm 

Snapshots (original poem) Helen Moore 

Phi Nu Song 

During the past month Leo McCutcheon, Ruth Wycoff 

and Susie Everhardt have become members of Phi Nu. 
On Tuesday Evening, February the ninth, occurred the 

marriage of Helen Louise Colean and Mr. Isaac Powers of 

this city. 

Word has been received that Estelle Spitler '06 has a 
little daughter. 

During the past few meetings Phi Nu has been very glad 
to welcome certain members of the "sterner sex" from the 
college on the hill. We are always glad to see these visitors. 


Announcement has been received of the marriage of Ma- 
bel Okey '98, to Ira Honefenger, on Wednesday, February 
third, at Millersville, Illinois. 

Miss Elizabeth Harker '03, has resigned her position as 
assistant in the art department, and is now in California 
where she expects to spend several months for her health. 

A very pleasant letter has been received from Ella Ross 
'04, who is teaching this year at Minneota, Minn., an Ice- 
landic and Norwegian settlement. 

Helen Colean '08, daughter of Mrs. Mathilda Colean, 
teacher of piano at the College, was married Tuesday eve- 
ning, February ninth, to Mr. Isaac S. Powers of Jackson- 
viller The wedding occurred at the home of Mr. and Mrs. 
Geo. Matthews, and was one of unusnal beauty. 
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Mrs. Albert Martin of St. Ivouis, who will be remember- 
ed as Maude Moore '02, visited the college recently. 

Inez Vera Proudfit '08, was married February the tenth, 
to Dr. E. D. Canatsey of Bluffs. 


There have been several pupil's recitals since the last re- 

The orchestra is practicing regularly every week. 

Mr. Stead is preparing to organize a Glee Club very soon. 

On Thursday, February eighteenth, Besse Reed gave 

her senior recital, assisted by Mary IvaTeer. As always, 

their work displayed excellent technique and true artistic 

interpretation. The program was: 

Sonata Handel 






Mazurka, Op. 33, No. 4 . . . Chopin 


Arioso . , Handel 

Romanza Wieniawski 

Serenade Dradle 

A la Hongroise Hauser 


The second number of the artists course was given on 
Friday evening, February nineteenth, and was greatly ap- 
preciated by all who heard her. Miss Ormbsy is an artist 
of unusual ability. She sings with the utmost ease, and 
her beautiful soprano voice is perfectly placed. Her 
charming manner quite captivated the audience. The 
program was as follows: 

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Recitatif et Air d' Iphigeni en Tauride (1779) . Gluck 

Voiche Sapete Mozart 

Chausan de Papillion (17 10) Compra 

My heart ever faithful Bach 

Aria, lyOuise, Charpentier 

Feldeinsankeit Brahms 

An ein Veilchen Brahms 

Meine I^iebe ist Grun Brahms 

Wie Bist du Meine Koenigin Brahms 

Weigenlied Max Reger 

Seligkeit Vanderstucken 

Le Baiser Goring Thomas 

Si Mes Veis Hahn 

Noel Paien . . Massenet 

EUe et Moi Beach 

Spring Song Haenchel 

When in Thine Eyes I Gaze Ward Stevens 

Nightingale Ward Stevens 

Prelude ^ 

Spring > Cycle of lyife ...... Sanden Ronald 

Summer I 


CFebruary the twelfth has more than one famous birth- 
day. Charles Darwin, as well as Lincoln, was born on 
that day. As this was his centennial the science depart- 
ment decided to honor this great man. 

CAt one o'clock the science students, their instructors 
and several guests met in the biology labratory. Altogeth- 
er there were about seventy-five people present, a high 
tribute to the popularity of the science department in our 
college. Lecture room chairs were used instead of tables 
and stood in little groups about the room. Places were 
designated by favors suggestive of the course in which each 
girl was enrolled Miss Weaver, Miss Rolfe, Miss An- 
derson and Miss Sherw ood presided at the chafing dishes, 
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Miss VauNess at the salad bowl and Mrs. Harker at the 
coffee urn, and the following delicious menu was served: 

Creamed Oysters 


Potato Salad 





Ice Cream 


Bon Bons 
€{|Dr. Harker presided as toastmaster in a most accepta- 
ble manner, and the following toasts were given: 

The lyife of Darwin ........ Marion Ostrom 

Darwin as a Biologist lionise Gates 

Darwin as a Geologist Ruth Curl 

The Limitations of Darwin .... Clara Crutchfield 
At a late hour in the afternoon the party separated feel- 
ing that this new course in science was well worth repeti- 

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Have 3'ou seen those new and dainty enameled Waist 
Pins, Lace Pins and Belt Pins? They are just what 
every colleg"e maiden requires as a finishing" touch in 
dress. See them, with scores of other new things in 
Jewelry and Silver at 

Both Phones 96 


Proprietor of 

City Steam Dye Works 

Dr}' Cleaning of Fancy 

Waists and Dresses 

a Specialty 

230 E. State St. Jacksonville, 111. 
Illinois Telephone 388 



15 W. Side Sq. 


We cater especially to the 
College trade. Our aim is 
to give you Style, Comfort 
and Durability in every boot 
we send from our store. 


The Home of Good Shoes 

U. G. Woodman's 



Generously Good 


No. 9 West Side Square 

Always the Newest Styles 

Kid Gloves Hosiery 
Corsets Handkerchiefs 
Laces Embroideries 


Everything the Best 

Home-made Candy 

Ice Cream & Ices 

Hot and Cold Soda 

Fine Box Candy 



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€|[ The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

<j[ Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€| Subscriptions, ;^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

<|] Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 


A Letter from Southern France 3 

The New Spectator 7 

Snap Shots 9 

An Invitation, and What Became of It 10 

The Washington Birthday Party 12 

German Club 13 

Editorial 14 

The Freshman Party 15 

PhiNu 16 

Expression Notes 17 

Belles Lettres 18 

Chapel Notes 18 

Y. W. C. A 18 

Athletic Notes , 18 

Exchanges , . 19 

Music Notes . ... 19 

Locals 20 

Art Notes 21 

Alumnae Notes 22 

Domestic Science Notes 22 


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The diamond dew 

lies cool 
In the violet cups 

The buds are ready 

to burst; 
The heart of the 

spring is full; 
Great clouds dream 

over the sky, 
The drops on the 

grass blades glisten 
As the wind from 

the South goes by; 
It came from the 

sea-cliff hollow 
With dawning over 

the bay, 
And the swallow, it 

said, the swallow. 
The swallow comes 

home today. 

— Rennell Rodd. 


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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., March, 1909 No 6 


€[j To city tired nerves and prairie worn eyes, Touraine 
seemed a veritable Garden of Kden, as the train sped 
through the pleasant towns and well tilled country. The 
towns are not exceedingly picturesque nor is the scenery 
magnificent but everything is wholesome, restful and thrif- 
ty. Indeed because of the absence of great estates it is 
called a peasant's landscape — small farms of the small 
grains and fruits. One catches glimpses of an occasional 
cathedral or distant chateau and good clear views of the 
Chateaux of Blois and Amboise on their hills high above 
the towns of the same names; and the Cher and I^oire, 
placid little rivers, decorate the landscape as we near 

€[| Tours is a quietly busy little town, rapidly accomodating 
itself to its many guests. The most apparent object of in- 
terest is the beautiful cathedral, one of the most beautiful 
of the smaller cathedrals in France. Indeed Henri IV. is 
reported to have said that it was "a jewel to which only 
the casket was wanting." It was begun in the twelfth 
century and finished in the sixteenth and is one of the fin- 
est examples of the Gothic in France. It stands on the 
site of two earlier churches in which St. Martin and St. 
Gregory of Tours once ofl&ciated and dates back to the 
fourth century. It is dedicated to St. Gatien, the patron 
saint of Tours, he having first introduced Christianity 

Cjl The cathedral has the usual two towers of the French 
cathedral, muchjornamented facade, and at the back and 
sides the flying buttresses similar to those of Notre Dame* 
in Paris. Inside are a stately vaulted nave and two aisles 

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and, ill common witii most churches of France, exquisitely 
beautiful stained glass. Fine glass is as usual in France 
as it is unusual in England. 
^ A more intimate acquaintance with Tours discovers the 
beautiful old church of St. Julien, dating back to the 
thirteenth century, with three marvelous windows with the 
orient of opals, and a most restful interior. The entire ab- 
sence of garish decoration and dusty artificial flowers gives 
it a most dignified and reverent character, exceedingly im- 

^ St. Saturnin, another church in the oldest part of the 
town, has several interesting old windows, but the inhabi- 
tants of Tours speak with more pride of the new ones put 
in in 1890 and designed by a local artist, and very inferior. 
€}| There was formerly in Tours a basilica of St. Martin, of 
which only two towers are now standing, the Tower of Char- 
lemagne, built over the grave of L^uitgarde, Charlemagne's 
third wife, some two hundred years after her death; and 
the Tower of Horologer. The first we could not enter as 
it is used for some government purpose, as France so often 
uses the historic buildings, and the second I would not en- 
ter foi into it had been let a great plate glass vv'iudow dis- 
playing bargains in cheap watches and imitation jewelry. 
The present Bi.^^ilica of St. Martin, built over the tomb of 
the saint is very new, very clean and ver}'- brightly decor- 
■ated, inside and outside. By the way, this is the same St. 
Martin who went to England and has a church dedicated 
to him at Canterbury — if I remember correctly — the first 
Christian church in England. 

^ Not far from the Basilica of St. Martin stands "Notre 
Dame la Riche," a handsome new church added to a very 
old one with some curious and beautiful windows. One, I 
especially remember because the glass in it is a most re- 
markable and luminous creamy white. 

€ff Near the church of St. Saturnin, of which we have spok- 
en, is the reputed mansion of Tristan 1' Hermite, the 
notorious provost marshal of Charles VII. and Ivouis XI. 
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with a curious decoration of ropes cut on the stone, and a 
saint over the entrance, also a row of old houses now de- 
graded to shops and tenements but with interesting roofs, 
windows and armorial decorations. 

C[| Just outside the gates of the town in the quaint little su- 
burb of Plessis is Plessis-les-Tours, the favorite palace of 
lyouis XI. Now there is only a remnant of the building 
and a tiny little patch of garden in place of the stately pal- 
ace and acres of park that Walter Scott so graphically de- 
scribes in Quentin Durward. 

^ We were shown the large room, perfectly bare, where 
lyOuisXI. died, and the connecting room of his physician. 
Also the little tower room where he imprisoned his only 
son, afterward Charles VIII., for fear that he would treat 
him as he had treated his own father, Charles VII. The 
concierge also took us to the shallow cave under the stairs, 
where for eight years stood the cage of Cardinal Balue; and 
we also saw two very small niches where two other of his 
victims were confined until they became insane. There 
was quite a grand fireplace in this dank, dark cellar, in 
which a fire was built only when Louis came to torment 
his victims. 

^ Tours may well take pride in being the birthplace of 
Balzac. On the Rue National, Number 39, there is a tab- 
let commemorating the fact, and a bust of the author let 
into an alcove. 

€^ In the Place du Palais de Justice there is a very good 
statue of him, not so fine however as the one by Rodin in 
Paris. Balzac's books are full of the atmosphere of Tours 
and many of his people and situations are drawn from its 

€|fHistorically — Tours is one of the most important places 
in France. Not only was it the heart of the old Bourbon 
country, and thus the center of the religious wars and per- 
secutions, but here centuries before Charles Martel drove 
back the Saracens when they threatened to overrun all 
Europe in the "Battle of Tours," long counted one of the 

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most important battles of the world. His sword was depos- 
ited in a chapel built for it at Fierbois, near Tours, and is 
said to be the sword used by Joan of Arc. 
€j| The commercial prosperity of Tours dates from the reign 
of Louis XI. who founded there the first manufacturies of 
silk and arms. Many fruits, jellies, rilletes, and pate de 
fois gras are still canned there, and a certain kind of 
beautiful white embroidery is a large industry among the 
peasants. But the chief production is the delicious spark- 
ling white wine from the district called Nouvray. 
^ One of the chief attractions of Tours is the river, the 
Loire, "that sleepy river which loiters though the misty 
landscape in many gentle, undecided curves as though re- 
luctant to leave this enchanted region" — the royal Loire 
in the olden, golden days of the French Renaissance, gay 
with barges of royalty and court beauties whose life in the 
graceful, beautiful chateau was gay and brilliani and ar- 
tistic though exceedingly insecure. 

€JI Crossing the Loire from Tours on a beautiful stone 
bridge we came to the villages of St. Cyr and St. Sympo- 
rien clinging to the hillsides, beautiful residence suburbs of 
busy, noisy Tours, made up largely of old mansions set in 
large gardens and vineyards. 

<[j Some three miles from St. Symporien is the ruined mon- 
astery of Marmontier where cut into the rocks high above 
the river you are shown the cells occupied by St. Martin 
and St. Gatien where they retired for meditation and pray- 
er, also the "Chapel of the Seven Sleepers," holj'^ men and 
brothers who lived such exemplary lives that they were 
permitted to die at the same moment and to be buried in 
practically the same grave. Tradition say the sarcophagi 
were opened centuries later and the bodies were perfectly 
preserved and all seven seemed to be as though sleeping. 
€|{ Of late years the Sisters of the Sacred Heart have had a 
famous convent school here but now that is empty, as are 
most of the convents in France, and the sisterhood in ex- 
ile. The estate was sold last May at public auction and 
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bought by an English Catholic who is holding it in trust 
for the sisterhood, hoping that in time they will be able to 
re-establish themselves there. 

<j| As I left Tours most unexpectedly after being there a 
month instead of the entire summer as I had planned, I 
visited only a few of the wonderful chateaux so will not 
add "book knowledge" to my rambling account of real 
experiences, hoping that I may be fortunate enough at 
some future day to "see with my eyes and hear with my 
ears" the history of these "lilies in stone." 

Maria Fairbank. 
€jf Prepared for the October meeting of the Jacksonville 
D. A. R. 


No. 3. "It might have been." 
C{| As I was sitting in my chamber a fortnight since, think- 
ing of a subject for my next Spectator, I received a letter 
by the St. lyouis post, from one of the fair sex engaged in 
instructing young females in a boarding school in that 
town. I will put it before my readers without further com- 
ment. I make no doubt it will prove a revelation to many. 

Honored Madam: 
ijl If our great grandmothers were permitted a peep into 
this twentieth century, how many things they would see 
calculated to arouse their utmost astonishment, not the 
least remarkable perhaps being the development of strange, 
new diseases. At present the most fashionable distemper 
is appendicitis, but another malady bids fair to supplant 
this in the near future if unchecked. 

€]| I hesitate to discuss so scientific a matter but proceed 
from a sense of duty. I have discovered a suitable appel- 
lation for the new disease and hereby denominate it "bor- 
rowtonitis," an inflamation of the cranial lobe of "desire- 
for-other-people's-property." Although exceedingly in- 

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fectious this distemper has been hitherto restricted to a cer- 
tain class, the fair sex from fourteen to twenty. The spec- 
ial conditions under which it has arisen are those peculiar 
to boarding schools. 

€IfWhen a young female arrives under a dormitory roof and 
finds herself for the first time surrounded by several hun- 
dred of the young females, the germ immediately enters 
her system. Few indeed, are immune. The victim is 
seized with the communistic mania. At first the disease 
is incipient; in time it becomes aggravated and nothing is 
safe from the feverish clutches of the delirious patient, no 
articles of the toilet, no personal goods or chattels. 
€|[ Being an instructor, my experience has not been of the 
most personal sort, but no one can live quite unaffected in 
such an atmosphere of perpetual turmoil as the disease 
creates. The constant breezes created by dainty wearing 
apparel in a state of perpetual flutter, by books and pumps, 
powder puffs and umbrellas, gloves and electric irons, in a 
state of perpetual transference, are disturbing enough, to 
say nothing of other attendant annoyances. It creates a 
positive vertigo to see a frock today enveloping one fair 
Miss, tomorrow another; and to see a hat today surmount- 
ing raven tresses and tomorrow serenely resting upon a 
golden halo. 

€| With the disease let me suggest a cure. First, as a pre- 
ventative, let parents, when having their daughters ap- 
pendixes removed preparatory to departure for boarding 
school, attend with equal solicitude to this lobe of "desire- 
for-other-people's property;" also let a notice be inserted 
in the college catalog relative to this subject. 
<f| For the girl who is immune and suffers annoyance from 
the affected about her — let her defend herself with a large 
strongly bound note-book, blazoning upon the cover by fire 
or other means, the words, "Borrowers' Book." She may 
then request in exchange for articles an entry of date, ar- 
ticle borrowed, and original signature of the borrower. 
She may thus not only be kept in mind of the whereabouts 
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of her possessions but also in time effect a cure of the pa- 
tient, a sure consummation devoutly to be wished; for it is 
supposed that the patient realizing the frequent recurrence 
of the name in many books may be brought to convales- 

€|| What a saving to personal property, for I have observed 
that articles last inversely to the number of times borrowed. 
€]| In behalf of the distracted instructors who are powerless 
to contend with this disease, I appeal to you, dear Miss 
Spectator, to take this matter in hand. It is particularly 
necessary that parents be informed of this menace to their 
daughters' health and morals. 

Respectfully yours, 

Susan Sufferer, Instructress 
in Etiquette and in Ancient lyanguages. 


Of all the fiends that surround us, 
The snap shot fiend is the worst, 
At least, I have hearctthat our great men 
Think that he ought to rank first. 

If we only knew when he was coming. 
And could dress up so dainty and nice, 
Have our best frock, our rats and our puffs on, 
And keep just as quiet as mice: 

Then we would just lovg to be taken. 
And the pictures we'd buy by the score. 
And give them to all the dear people, 
To remember us by ever more. 

But the snap shot fiend does not tell us 
If he's going to take us or not. 
And says when we're mad as a hatter, 
"Oh! that was just a snap shot." 

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But the very worst kind of a shot, 
Is the one that the teacher, so kind, 
Takes as we enter the class room. 
With the lesson, — nof in our mind. 

And her questions soon help her develop 
A blank — we know what we got, 
When she smiles as she says to her class book, 
"That was only a good snap shot." 

H. M. '13. 


€|f Up six flights of stairs in the Rookery Building on I^a 
Salle street, Chicago, in a dingy little 15x16 ofiice, sat 
Richard Darrow, before a desk littered with books and pa- 
pers. Just now he was busily engaged in looking through 
the pile of letters which the postman had left a few min- 
utes before. 

fjf Richard Darrow was an architect of no little ability, and 
was by degrees becoming known in the world of business. 
Five years before he had won distinction in the Spanish 
American war, as one of Roosevelt's Rough Riders, and 
had risen to the rank of lieutenant. 

€f[ So, when young lyieutenant Darrow came back home to 
Chicago, he was m.ost enthusiastically welcomed by his 
friends. For a time he was indeed very popular, in fact, 
just as long as he cared for popularity. But gradually he 
had become more attached to his little office, and more ab- 
sorbed with his duties as architect than with the jolly, 
careless life led by his companions. Thus, through his 
own neglect of social duties he had become more and more 
of a recluse, and now his friends, provoked by his refusals, 
had ceased urging him to join in their merry-making. He 
was an entire stranger at his club, and was, in fact, quite 
"down and out," as one of his one-time chums indignant- 
ly expressed it. But unmoved by criticism, he applied 
himself, with even greater diligence, to his work. 
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€}fToday, as he sat shuffling his mail, his attention was at- 
tracted by the hand-writing on a small envelope. Surely, 
he thought, it was not an invitation, nor yet was it suffic- 
iently business like in its appearance to have come from 
any of his present customers. Accordingly it was with 
some slight curiosity that he opened the note. The first 
thing that he saw was the seal of the Kappa House. 
Whatever could the girls be wanting now? 
<[| The note which followed fully enlightened him, and he 
sat laughing over it, quite forgetful of his other mail. The 
Kappa girls, so the letter ran, were receiving a new mem- 
ber, Miss Anna Katherine Talcott. For an initiation 
stunt she was to be sent to Mr. Darrow to negotiate with 
him in regard to plans for a house. She would probably 
give the architect to understand that she was about to be 
married and the house was to be her gift to the groom. 
Miss Talcott might be expected within the next two days. 
Of course it was a huge joke, but would he please treat the 
matter with all seriousness? 

<]| Indeed he would! But you wouldn't have believed him 
if you could have seen how he laughed over the affair. 
And really he thought that it would be rather nice to see 
some one again. 

€jf Needless to say, he awaited the arrival of Miss Anna 
Katherine Talcott, with no little interest, and when she did 
come, he was still more interested. She was very good 
looking and exceedingly well dressed. And the surprising 
part of it was that she was really very business like. Her 
story was perfectly credible. No one could have possibly 
suspected that it had been made up for the occasion. She 
was as careful and explicit about the plans as though they 
were really to be used. And she had remarkably good 
taste too! At least that was what Mr. Darrow thought — 
and a few more things — as he bowed her out. 
€|| After she had gone he kept thinking of some one who 
resembled her very much. He simply could not get the 
idea out of his head, and Jinally he hit upon the person — 

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Harden Talcott, of course who had bunked with him down 
in Cuba. The same name and all! Her brother probably. 
€|j That evening, for the first time in months, Richard Dar- 
row hurried off to his club. He was greeted by his friends 
there with mingled astonishment and delight. After much 
searching he discovered Harden Talcott, comfortably coiled 
up in a far corner. He wasn't exactly good-natured at be- 
ing disturbed, so it was some time before Darrow mustered 
up suflScient courage to approach the subject. But at last 
he blurted out: 

€f| "I say, Harden, old man, why don't you ever invite a 
fellow down to spend the evening?" 

4|| Harden actually sat up straight with surprise, but finally 
he managed to remind Darrow of the numerous times that 
he had, and hinted rather pointedly that he was tired of 
being refused. But Darrow, quickly recovering from his 
momentary embarrassment blandly announced that his 
particular rush was over, and that he was accepting invi- 
tations now-a-days — at least nice ones. So about nine 
o'clock they started off. 

dj That was the last time that he bothered Harden to take 
him. After that he simply went— and not to see Harden 
either. For Anna Katherine managed somehow always to 
be around and it didn't take Harden long to find that he 
wasn't needed. 

€|| That was six months ago and if last night's papers are 
correct, the plans for the house will be of use after all. 

H. M. '12. 


€}| On the evening of the twenty-second day of Februai-y 
the scene presented in the great dining hall of I. W. C. 
carried one back to Revolutionary times. "Old Glory" 
entered largely into the scheme of decoration, and the pow- 
dered locks and pretty colonial costumes of the girls and 
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of their escorts, whose faces, by the way, were rather girl- 
ish looking, with the soft red lights shining upon all, com- 
bined to make a most pleasing picture. 
€jf After the completion of the sumptuous dinner a grand 
march was formed and, in place of the usual program, the 
evening was spent in general merrymaking. The numer- 
ous flashlights taken will be cherished by the girls as me- 
mentos of the pleasant event. 


€]| At the regular meeting of the German Club on March 
eighth Miss Hutchinson gave a delightful talk on her per- 
sonal experiences in the "Thuringian Forest," that part of 
Germany which has so often been called "the heart and 
soul of the Fatherland." 

€jf She sketched with especial interest the romantic history 
of the Wartburg, which witnessed the return of Tannhauser 
from Venusberg in the days of the Minnesingers as well as 
the deeds of Martin Luther in the stirring times of the 

<I| L^uncheon was served by pretty Thuringian waitresses 
but soon curious looks and shy glances seemed to betray 
that there was something mysterious about it all for the 
erbsensuppe had a strange suggestion of hot water and 
there were some who thought that the peas had not been 
cooked. Two or three courses caused much merriment, 
and then the waitresses tried to atone for any shortcomings 
of the previous courses. 

fjl Miss Schofield gave a very realistic interpretation of the 
Erlking on the piano, and Miss Holnback played on the 
violin an old folk-dance that is peculiar to southern Ger- 

<[f The girls think they could visit Thuringia now without 
a guide, and they are quite sure they would not need any 
help in ordering a dinner. 

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Editors— Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

€{f We hope that every one has read the"Spectator" articles 
which appeared in last month's issue. They are original 
and snappy, and echo to a surprising degree the senti- 
ments and style of the original "Spectator." But in spite 
of her commendations and entire approval of this work, the 
editor has a grievance which she would not voice were it 
not for the fact that the Spectator has herself granted per- 
mission to all to answer "whatever they consider unseem- 
ly or unbecoming." We do not go so far as to say that 
our scribbling, scratching friend has written anything un- 
seemly or unbecoming, but we should like to set her right 
on one point. She has accused the editor of considering 
any material contributed for her magazine as good material. 
Perhaps a simple denial of the accusation will go farther to 
preserve the editor's dignity and maintain pleasant rela- 
tions with our clever friends of the Spectator Club. 
<|j In this connection we wish to remind you of the prizes 
we are offering for good material, and to warn you that 
your contributions must be worthy of acceptance and we 
feel sure that you can make them so. 

€jf Didn't you enjoy the February Greetings? We think 
that it was an unusually good number. The editor is en- 
tirely disinterested in her praise of this excellent issue, as 
she was granted a vacation last month and all the eredit 
for this good work belongs to the associate editors. 

€j| We have been agreeably entertained on several occa- 
sions recently by some very good music, furnished at the 
time usually allotted for slumber, by male voices. We en- 
joy these informal concerts very much, and do not find any 
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great objection to the choice of selections made by our vis- 
itors^DUt we should like to state that we shouldn't mind 
hearing more than one stanza of "Old Kentucky Home," 
and we like all of the " Lorelei, " but prefer not to have it 
sung to the air of "Du bist wie eine Blume." And — it is 
with fear and trembling that we hazard this suggestion — 
would it be any hardship for the young gentlemen to come 
sometime between ten and eleven rather than later? 

€|| Owing to some difficulty in collecting our material in 
the time allowed we are unable to give our Department 
Number this month, but promise it positively for the April 


€lf On Friday night March fifth, after the "lights out bell" 
had rung, the Freshmen were greatly excited by finding 
the following invitations thrust under their door: 

Kvery lad and every lass. 

Of the famous Freshman class. 

In outing clothes of material light. 

Come to the woods on Saturday night. 

Come a stunt prepared to do. 

For this will be required of you. 
€]j The reverse side of the invitation bore the inscription 

that Mr. would call for Miss at six o'clock. 

€J| Only a few people knew what or where the "woods" 
were and they kept their secret well. On Saturday night 
handsome, though a trifle strange looking gentlemen, with 
daintily clad girls descended the stairs to the "woods," 
otherwise known as the gym, but now quite transformed 
with hammocks, tennis nets, Japanese lanterns, etc. 
€j| A delightful picnic supper was served and then — the 
"stunts" were in order. Kach member of the class dis- 
played exceptional talent in the "stunt" she was called 

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upon to perform. The bass solo, by one of the gentlemen 
present was especially enjoyed. But perhaps the greatest 
fun of all was occasioned by the initiation of "Mr." Baker, 
who has only recently joined the class. By successfully 
and bravely performing the difficult feats required of him, 
he proved himself quite worthy of joining the Freshman 

€|[ The class is so sorry that one of the little "preps" re- 
ceived such a fright and trust that the roses will soon re- 
turn to her cheeks. 


The meeting of the Phi Nu on March the second was a 
series of very pleasant surprises to the members. No pro- 
gram had been posted and so everyone was in a delightful 
state of uncertainty as to what was going to happen. The 
president first called upon Edith Conley for a vocal solo. 
She responded in the way which we all know and love so 
well. Then Miss Cowgill gave us an instructive talk on 
Student I^ife in Germany. She told us of the life which 
the German boy knows through his school career, how he 
starts in the public schools at the age of six and henceforth 
is under the control, not of his parents, but of the govern- 
ment until the completion of his education. From there 
she traced his progress through the "gymnasium" with its 
nine years of hard work preparing the boy finally for the 
severe examination which marks the completion of this 
stage of his study. If he succeeds in this examination he 
is feasted and praised but the censure for failing is so se- 
vere that many times children who have been unsuccessful 
take their lives rather than face the disgrace. After the 
"gymnasium" come the four years of university work lead- 
ing direct to the degree of Ph. D. , without our intervening 
degrees. In conclusion Miss Cowgill told us some veiy 
interesting things which she herself had experienced at the 
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University of Berlin. After this Edith Conley and Inez 
Freeman sang a duett and Miss Conley concluded the 
meeting with a charming little talk. Everyone felt that 
this had been one of the most delightful afternoons we had 
had for some time. 

Irene Worcester and Elizabeth Todd have joined the so- 
ciety during the past month and Edith Lyles has been 
added to the number of the pledges. 

Zelda Sidell and Edith Conley visited the school at the 
time of Nelle Smith's recital. 

Georgia Metcalf is spending the winter in travel in the 


The Faculty Members and students of Expression en- 
joyed a delightful studio recital and "coffee" on Wednes- 
day afternoon, February twenty-fourth. The following 
was the program given: 

Thread Needle Street Pearl Jennings 

The Valentine 1 

The Rivals > Field 

June Agin J 


The Cheerful I^ocksmith Flossie Elliot. 

Jerry Norma Council. 

Jezekiah Brown's Courtship Millicent Rowe 

Mrs. Trimble's Christmas Mildred Stahl 

A Christmas Present for a Lady (Myra Kelly) 


The following students of Expression will take part in 
a program to be given for the benefit of Brooklyn church 
on Friday evening March twelfth: — Mae Brown, I^eo Mc- 
Cutcheon, Agnes Osburn, Mildred Stahl and Elsie Fackt. 

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All the Belles I/ettres girls in the house are looking for- 
ward eagerly to Saturday, the evening of the thirteenth, 
when they are to be entertained by the town girls at the 
home of Miss Nellie Nichols. 

' 'The Elopement of Ellen, ' ' the society play, will be given 
Monday evening March the twenty-second. 


On Sunday, February the twenty-first Mr. I^ohr of 
Bloomington addressed us in chapel. Mr. I^ohr is the 
head of the Epworth I^eague Chautauqua which meets in 
Havana, Illinois. His topic was Faith and he showed 
us in a very practical manner that we must have this in 
order to succeed in anything which we may ever under- 

Y. W. C. A. 

On Friday, March the fifth the Association held its an- 
nual election of ofiicers with the following result: 

President — Ninah Wagner. 

Vice President — Zola Stum. 

Secretary — Frances Harshbarger. 

Treasurer — Elizabeth Todd. 
The old cabinet retired at once and the new ofl&cers were 
installed on Sunday, March ithe seventh. With such an 
excellent and efficient corps of workers to direct its affairs 
the association seems likely to do even better work next 
year than it has done in the previous years. 


On Wednesday, February seventeenth occurred a most 
thrilling battle on the college campus. The contestants 
were the Specials and the Regulars, the ammunirion snow- 
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balls. The fight was a fierce one, and no wonder, for the 
losers must entertain the winners. This lot fell to the 
Regulars who responded royally by giving a peanut party 
in the gymnasium on the twentieth. Both victors and 
vanquished enjoyed themselves immensely. 


'%ives of Seniors all remind us, 

We can strive to do our best; 
And departing, leave behind us, 
Note books that will help the rest. ' ' 
"A pair in a hammock 

Attempted to kiss, 
And in less than a jiffy, 
./siq; a^in p3:3[ooi Xaq^ 
A maiden at college named Breeze, 
Weighed down by B. A's and M. D's, 
Collapsed from the strain; 
Said the doctor " 'Tis plain. 
You are killing yourself by degrees." 
She frowned at him and called him Mr. 
Merely because he came and Kr. , 
That very night, just her to spite. 
That naughty Mr. Kr. Sr. 


The second Senior recital was given on February twen- 
ty-sixth by Miss Nellie Smith. Miss Smith is a very able 
pianist and all of her numbers were exceedingly well given. 
The program was as follows: 

Concerto Op. 69 Hiller 


Andante Bxpressivo 
(Orchestral parts on second piano) 

Bage (Nineteen 

12 rj 

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Pastorale ^ 

> Scarlatti-Tansig 

Capriccio J 

Traumerei MacDowell 

Arabesque I^eschetizky 

Introduction and Rondo, Op. i6 ..... Chopin 
Miss Grace Schofield gave her Senior piano recital in 
the Music Hall on March fourth. All the numbers on her 
program were exceptionally well rendered. The program 

Andante in F Beethoven 

The Trout, Op. 32 Schubert-Heller 

Childhood Scenes Op. 15 Schumann 

Of Foreign I^andscape and People, A Curious Story, 
Catch Me, Pleading Child, Happiness Enough, An 
Important Event, Reverie, At the Fireside, Frighten- 
ing, The Child Falling Asleep, The Poet Speaks. 

Valse Lente, Op. 17 Shuett 

The Erlking Schubert-I^iszt 

Cappriccio Brilliant Mendelssohn 

(Orchestral parts on second piano.) 
Mr. Stead will leave us on April first for five months of 
study abroad. His place will be filled for the term by Mr. 
Frank L^aird Waller, of Chicago. 

Mrs. Hartman will give a voice recital March twenty- 
fifth, assisted by Mr. Walter D. Stafford, violinist. 


Inez Freeman, Edith Conley, '08, and Zelda Sidell, '08, 
were back to attend Nelle Smith's piano recital on Febru- 
ary twenty-sixth. 

Neva Wiley and Hazel Ash have recently enjoyed visits 
from their fathers. 

Mrs. Ryan and son, John, of Pontiac, visited the college 
on February nineteenth. 

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Mrs. Smith, of Beardstown, and Mrs. Snell and daughter, 
of I^itchfield have been recent guests of the college. 

Mr. and Mrs. Reed and Miss Iva Alderson attended 
Bess Reed's violin recital on February eighteenth. 

Edna and Olive Timmons, Josephine Mansfield and An- 
nie Dilatush spent Sunday, March seventh, at their homes 
in Monticello. 

Mr. and Mrs. Glenn Prillaman of Rossville have been 
recent guests of the college and attended Grace Schofield's 
piano recital. 

Mrs. Dean, Miss Ebbinghouse, Elsie Fackt and Helen 
Ryan have recently visited in Chicago. 

lycnora Eads has been visiting Dicie Savage. 

Misses Bertha Dick and I^au.ra Hearst have been the 
guests of Alma Clark and Mamie Wendling. 

Mildred Stahl, Norma Virgin and Annette Rearick re- 
cently visited their homes. 

Margaret Potts accompanied Blanche Wilson to her home 
in Urbana to spend Sunday. 

Dr. H. W. Johnston spent Sunday at the college visiting 
with Miss Johnston and Dr. Harker. 

Drr. Harker went to Greenecastle, March tenth to par- 
ticipate in the ceremonies attending the installation of Dr. 
Francis McConnell as president of DePaw. 


Miss Harker, who had charge of the Arts and Crafts here 
for two years has just been appointed assistant instructor of 
Art at Pomona college, Claremont, California. She writes 
that sh^ enjoys the work. 

Miss Knopf is planning to spend the summer in Maine, 
sketching in the school of Charles H. Woodbury. 

There have been several new still life studies put up re- 
cently and the girls are hard at work. 

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The girls in the designing class find it no snap but that 
there is much labor and thought that has to be put forth in 
getting just what Miss Gettemy desires. 

Have you all heard of the new club the Art Seniors have 
organized? Miss Knopf is now a member. 


The Seniors have been continuing their demonstrations 
and breakfasts. Marguarite Bullard gave her breakfast 
February the twenty-second, and Dicie Savage on March 
the first. The menus were as follows: 


Shredded Wheat Biscuit 
Eggs in the Nest Mufiins 




Oat Meal 

Pork Chops Creamed Potatoes 

Biscuits Coffee 

During one of the recent class periods Miss Pitner 

boned a chicken for the Juniors. After the demonstration 

the girls enjoyed a very pleasant luncheon. 


On Monday, March the eighth ,the Alumnae Association 
met at the home of Mrs. C. E. I^ambert. There was quite 
a large attendance for such a rainy day, which fact was 
very encouraging. After the business meeting Dr. Marker 
gave a short talk about the new building. It was decided 
to give a breakfast aud a luncheon at the reunion in the 
spring. At the close of the meeting the ladies were invited 
to enjoy tea, and all went away feeling that they had spent 
a very enjoyable afternoon. Mrs. lyambert's invitation to 
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the Association to meet with her the second Monday in 
April and May was accepted by the ladies. 

Miss Kate Blackburn, missionary to Bulgaria, is expect- 
ed for a visit in Jacksonville this summer. 

A little son has arrived at the home of Clara Fox Moore. 

The first break in the class of '67 was made by the re- 
cent death of Mrs. Nannie Reynolds Buckthorpe. 

Announcements have been received of the marriage of 
Edna Kinne, '00, to Adolph B. Hammel on Thursday, 
February twenty-fifth at Highland, Illinois. Mr. and Mrs. 
Hammel will make their home at Trenton, Illinois. 

Another wedding of interest to alumnae is that of Beu- 
lah I^atham to George VanNess Yates, which occurred 
March fifth at Tulsa, Oklahoma. 

Miss Elizabeth Harker, '03, has been made assistant art 
instructor at Pomona College, Claremont, California. 

At a meeting of the Executive Board of the Alumnae 
Associarion held at the home of Mrs. J. N. Ward Monday 
afternoon, March first, I^illian McCullough, '03 was chosen 
Recorder, and Mrs. Belle Short I/ambert, '73 General Sec- 

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Have you seen those new and dainty enameled Waist 
Pins, Lace Pins and Belt Pins? They are just what 
every college maiden requires as a finishing* touch in 
dress. See them, with scores of other new things in 
Jewei/Ry and Silver at 

Both Phones 96 


Proprietor of 

City Steam Dye Works 

Dry Cleaning of Fancy 

Waists and Dresses 

a Specialty 

230 E. State St. Jacksonville, 111. 
Illinois Telephone 388 



15 W. Side Sq. 

college: boots 

We cater especially to the 
College trade. Our aim is 
to give you Style, Comfort 
and Durability in every boot 
we send from our store. 


The Home of Good Shoes 

U. G. Woodman's 



Generously Good 


No. 9 West Side Square 

Always the Newest Styles 

Kid Gloves Hosiery 
Corsets Handkerchiefs 
Laces Embroideries 



Home-made Candy 
Ice Cream & Ices 

Hot and Cold Soda 

Fine Box Candy 


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^ The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

<ff Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumna?. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€}| Subscriptions, ^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

€|| Entered at Jacksonville Post Office as second class matter. 

<Xo!i tents 

The Necklace 3 

Frederick the Great 8 

Construction Problem 12 

Latin Department 13 

Editorial 14 

The German Club 15 

"Fuss and Feathers" or Bird Notes 17 

Y. W. C. A 19 

Phi Nu Notes 20 

Belles Letters 21 

The Senior Dinner 22 

Music Notes 23 

Gymnasium Exhibit 24 

Locals 25 

A Scheme 27 


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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., April, 1909 No 7 


(Translated from La Parure by Guyde Maupassant.) 
€}| Madame Loisel was a beautiful and charming girl of the 
bourgeois class of Paris. She was married in accord- 
ance with the position of her family to a subordinate clerk 
of the minister of Public Instruction. She was very un- 
happy and always longed for the beautiful things that she 
could not have. She had a wealthy friend, who had been 
a comrade of her school days in the convent, whom she no 
longer wished to visit, as she suffered so much by compar- 
ison, when she returned to her own home. 
€Jf One evening her husband returned home, proudly bear- 
ing a large envelope. 

€jf "Here is something for you!" he exclaimed. 
f[f She tore open the envelope quickly and drew out a print- 
ed card, bearing the words: 

The Minister of Public Instruction and Madame 
Georges Rampanneau request Monsieur and Mad- 
ame I^oisel to do them the honor of spending the 
evening at their home, Monday, the eighteenth 
of January, 
€| She tossed the envelope scornfully on the table, mur- 
muring, "What do you wish me to do with that?" 
t| "But my dear, I thought you would be pleased. You 
never go out, and it is quite an occasion. I went to a great 
deal of trouble to get an invitation. Very few are given to 
employees. All the ofl&cial world will be there." 
I|j But Madame demanded with irritation and impatience, 
"What do you wish me to wear to the ball?" 
€j| He had not thought of that, so he stammered, "The 
gown you wear to the theatre; it looks very well to me. 

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What is the matter?" as he saw that his wife was in tears. 
dj Controlling herself, she replied: "Nothing, only I have 
no gown, and so I cannot go to the ball. Give your invi- 
tation to some friend of yours whose wife can be better 
dressed than I can. ' ' 

€[j "Come, Matilde, how much would a suitable gown cost, 
that you could wear on other occasions, also, something 
very simple?" 

^ She reflected for some time and then replied hesitating- 
ly, "I do not know, but I believe I can make four hundred 
francs do." 

•jl He grew a little pale, as he was reserving exactly that 
sum to buy himself a gun for the next summer's hunting, 
but he agreed to give her the four hundred francs. 
•If The day of the ball was approaching, and Madame 
lyoisel seemed sad, restless and anxious, even though her 
dress was finished. 

•If One evening her husband asked her, "What is the mat- 
ter? You have acted so strangely these last three days. ' ' 
€{f She answered "I have no jewels to wear to the ball. I 
shall make a wretched appearance after all. I should pre- 
fer not to go. ' ' 

fff "Wear flowers," he replied, '"they will be very approi- 
priate at this season." 

€ff "No, there is nothing more humiliating than to make a 
poverty stricken appearance among wealthy women." 
€}| "How foolish you are! Go to your friend, Madame 
Forestier and ask her to lend you some jewels. You know 
her well enough. ' ' 

€|f"It is true," she cried, "I had not thought of it." 
•If The next day she went to her friend and told her of her 
distress. Madame Forestier went to her dresser, brought 
out a large casket, opened it and said to her friend, 
"Choose, my dear." 

€[f Madame I^oisel chose a superb necklace of diamonds 
which Madame Forestier very gladly loaned her. 
€[f The day of the ball arrived. Madame I^oisel was a great 
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success. She was more beautiful than any of the others, 
elegant, graceful, full of smiles and happiness. She was 
greatly admired. Many gentlemen asked her name and 
wished to be presented to her. All the attaches of the 
cabinet wished to dance with her. Even the Minister him- 
self noticed her. She danced on, oblivious of everything, 
in the triumph of her beauty, the glory of her success, in a 
cloud of happiness, caused by all the homage and admira- 
tion that she was receiving. 

m They took their departure about four o'clock. Since 
midnight her husband had been asleep in a little deserted 
salon. He threw her cloak around her, an old cloak which 
clashed with the elegance of her ball gown. She felt the 
difference and wished to hasten away, so as not to be no- 
ticed by the other women who were wrapping themselves 
in rich furs. Her husband held her back. 
<|f "Wait," he said, "you will take cold. I will call a 

€]j But she would not listen, and rapidly descended the 
stairway. When they reached the street they could not 
find a cab. They walked down toward the Seine, shiver- 
ing with the cold. At last they found at the wharf one of 
the old coupes, that one sees only at night, as if they were 
ashamed to show their wretchedness during the day. 
<]f It carried them to their door and as they mounted the 
steps she thought sadly that it was finished for her, and he 
remembered that he must be at the Ministry at ten o'clock. 
She threw off her cloak before the glass to gaze at her 
glory once more. Suddenly she uttered a loud cry. Her 
husband demanded the cause. 

<|f She turned to him. "The necklace, the necklace of 
Madame Forestier is gone. ' ' 
€|| "What? It is not possible!" 

<f[ She searched in the folds of her gown, in those of her 
cloak, in the pockets, everywhere, but it was not to be 
€jf "You are sure th3.t you had it when you left the ball," 

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he asked. 
€11 "Yes." • 

€}f "But if 5'-ou lost it in the street, we should have heard 
it fall. It ought to be in the cab." 

^ "Yes, it is probable. Do you remember the number of 
the cab?" 

<|f "No, you did not notice it?" 
f "No." 

<|f They stared at one another in derspair. 
€}) At last her husband said, "I'm going over all the dis- 
tance that we walked to see if I can not find it." 
€|j She remained in her ball gown, huddled in a chair, 
spiritless, bewildered, oblivious of everything. He went 
to the office of the prefect of police, to the newspapers to 
offer a reward, to the offices of the small cab companies, 
everywhere a suspicion of hope impelled him. He re- 
turned in the evening, having found no trace of the neck- 

€|| "Write to your friend," he said, "and tell her that you 
have broken the clasp of her necklace and that you are go- 
ing to have il repaired. Ttiat will give us time." 
<}| She wrote the letter, as he dictated. 

€}| At the end of a week they lost all hope. Monsieur L,oi- 
sel, much aged by worry, declared that it was necessary to 
replace the necklace. The next daj' they took the box 
which had contained the diamonds to the jeweler 
whose name was printed on it. He consulted his books 
and then told them that he had not sold the necklace, but 
had only furnished the box. They went from jeweler to 
jeweler searching for a necklace like the other one. At 
last, in a small shop of the Palais-Royal they found a string 
of diamonds which seemed to them exactly like the lost 
one. The jeweler agreed to let them have it for thirty-six 
thousand francs. Monsieur I^oisel had inherited eighteen 
thousand francs from his father, but had to borrow the rest 
of the money. He gave notes, bound himself to ruinous 
engagements and high interest. 

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€]} Madame lyoisel took the necklace to her friend, who did 
not notice the substitution. 

€[| Madame I^oisel now began to live the horrible life of a 
pauper. She did her part heroically. The servant was 
sent away and they moved from their apartment to a tiny 
garret. Madame L^oisel did the housework and the cook- 
ing. She washed the dishes with her own dainty hands. 
She also washed the clothes and carried water up to the 
garret, stopping at every landing to breathe. Dressed as a 
woman of the people, _^with her basket on her arm, she went 
every morning to the fruit dealer, the grocer, and the 
butcher to make her careful purchases. 

•Iff Her husband worked in the evening on the accounts of 
a merchant and often into the night, copying at five sous 
a page. 

iff At the end of ten years they had paid back all the bor- 
rowed money with the accumulation of interest, 
iff Madam lyoisel seemed old now. She had become coars- 
ened and hardened by these years of drudgery. Her hair 
was badly dressed, her skirts askew, her hands red and 
her voice loud and harsh. Sometimes when her husband 
was at the office she sat by the window and thought of the 
evening long ago when she had been so beautiful and so 
gay. What would have happened if she had not lost the 
necklace? Who knows? How strange and changeable 
life is. 

iff One Sunday when she had gone for a walk in the 
Champ-Elysees to refresh herself after the hard work of 
the week, she noticed a woman who was taking a child 
for a walk. It was Madame Forestier. Still young, beau- 
tiful and attractive. She felt moved to speak to her and 
tell her all. 

iff "Good morning, Jeanne!" 

iff The other did not recognize her, so surprised was she to 
be addressed so familiarly by this bourgeoise. 
iff "But Madame," she stammered, "I do not know you, 
you must be mistaken." 

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€}] "No, I am Matilde lyoisel." g 

€jf "Oh! My poor Matilde, how you have changed!" 

fjf "Yes, I have had hard days, since I saw you last, and 

all on account of you." 

€1 "Of me, how is that?" 

€|f "Do you remember the diamond necklace that you lent 

me to wear to the Minister's ball?" 

q "Yes, what of it?" 

fJI "I lost it." 

f]} "How is that? You returned it to me." 

€j} "I returned you another one like it, and we have been 

paying for it these ten years. You understand that it was 

not easy for us who had nothing. At last it is paid for." 

€| Madame Forrestier was astounded. "You say that you 

bought me a diamond necklace to replace mine?" 

€j[ "Yes, you did not notice it then? They were so much 

alike," she said, smiling proudly and naively. 

€|[ Madame Forestier grasped the hands of her friend. "My 

poor Matilde! My necklace was false. It was worth only 

five hundred francs!." M. W. , 'ii. 



€jf Frederick II., King of Prussia, generally called Fred- 
erick the Great, was the foremost figure of his time in Ku- 
rope. II 

<Jf At his accession, in 1740, Prussia was only a small king- 
dom, rather poor, and had no recognition from other Eu- 
ropean countries; when he died in 1876, he had enlarged 
his dominions, increased his army, carried Prussia safely 
through three great wars, promoted home industry, by 
careful economy left $60,000 in his treasury, and by break- 
ing the power of Austria, made Prussia the foremost na- 
tion in Europe. 
€|| And how did he accomplish all of this? 

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€|f His sound judgment, his admirable foresight, his deep 
insight into character, by a careful study of the needs of 
his people and army, and by an immediate and direct su- 
pervision of every branch of the great system of the govern- 
ment of which he was the head. 

€]| Frederick believed in an absolute and paternal govern- 
ment, and, at that time a paternal government was just 
what Prussia needed. Under no other form of government 
could Prussia have supported herself in all the wars, when 
all Europe seemed against her, without getting deeply into 
debt. Of course he debased the coinage, but he did his 
best to repair that loss later. Yet one great fault must be 
found with his government. Although his ministers were 
most capable, he treated them as his clerks; no one was 
taken into his secrets; he was sole head, and although by 
this means, Prussia was made great, at his death no one 
was capable of taking charge of the great machinery of 
government, and the fall of the empire was inevitable. 
€|f During his long reign, Frederick added over 67,000 
square miles to nis territories by conquest, besides Fries- 
land and the many thousand square miles of waste land he 
had reclaimed from the river bottoms. This waste land 
was rich and fertile, and, in order to people it he invited 
immigrants to come, and gave them grain, horses and im- 
plements to encourage their industry. 

€j| In spite of the fact that Frederick expended much mon- 
ey upon improving his country and army, his treasury was 
always well supplied save during the wars. His economy 
was wonderful, for Prussia itself was only a small country, 
and his other dominions, as yet demanded money, rather 
than brought it into the the treasury. Yet he lived well, 
and his court was never derided for its stinginess as that of 
his father had been. 

€(1 lyong before his accession, Frederick had seen the cor- 
ruption of the courts and had resolved to make reforms. 
He immediately put trustworthy men into court offices and 
made new and stringent laws regarding the procedure. 

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CjjFrederick's reforms did not stop with the courts. He es- 
tablished the freedom of the press and favored religious 
toleration. At that time, paved roads had not been intro- 
duced into Germany, and he greatly helped transportation 
bv establishing a system of canals over Prussia. Freder- 
ick, like his father, could see no advantages in foreign 
trade, and all his energies therefore were devoted to pro- 
moting home industry. For this purpose he established, 
in the name of the Government, mills and factories all over 
Germany and laid heavy taxes on imports. Here again 
his insight failed, and these taxes probably cost him more 
of his popularity than any other act of his life. He used 
the French system and employed French spies to prevent 
smuggling, and these spies left no means untried to 
harass the German people. 

€|f Frederick encouraged education. He built elementary 
schools everywhere throughout his empire and invited men 
from all over the world to come and preside over his acad- 
emies and to live at his court. 

<jf Although the people hoped for a peaceful time when 
Frederick came to the throne, he, like his father, saw the 
advantages of a large army and devoted all of his spare 
time and money to making his the best army in Europe. 
He seemed to be a military genius, but only a few knew 
the immense amount of time he spent in studying military 
tactics, in order to become the greatest general in Europe. 
Here, probably his great ambition was first seen. Al- 
though he firmly believed that Silicia was his by hereditary 
right, and though he had written a book declaring that a 
king should be free from ambition, within six months he 
had openly avowed that ambition alone prompted him to 
sieze Selicia. 

C Frederick was great in everything he undertook. Just 
as he gained honor as a military man, as an author, as a 
poet, and a composer, he obtained some little recognition. 
Of course his writings were all in French, and he has been 
censured for not trying to improve and encourage the Ger- 
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man language, but was it not better that he should have 
left it to develop its own strength, rather than mix it with 
the French as was done at most of the courts of that time? 
C Frederick was also something of a diplomat. When he 
first made war on Austria he is not to be censured, for his 
remarkable foresight had told him that France and Bavaria 
were even then seeking a pretext to crush Austria. When 
he took so much of Poland, he should have been compli- 
mented for getting what he wanted, for he saw that Rus- 
sia had planned to get it all, and by satisfying the greed of 
Austria he not only made her an ally, but dragged her in- 
to the affair. And he knew that no European country 
could withstand an alliance so powerful as that of Prussia, 
Russia and Austria. 

C As a man, Frederick was cold, haughty, and reserved, 
and though capable of deep feeling, he rarely displayed it. 
He inspired his subjects with more admiration than love 
though his soldiers worshipped him. He regarded himself 
as the servant of the State and no labor which would ben- 
efit the State, was considered too hard. It seemed as 
though he did not know fatigue. Every morning he arose 
at four o'clock, and immediately transacted all of his State 
business. The work was so hard that one of his Ministers 
fell dead, so one may readily see what a remarkable con- 
stitution he must have had to bear this for forty-six years. 
C Frederick's happiest days were spent with his friends 
at his Palace of Sans Souci, in reading, or playing his 
flute, for his married life had never been happy. His wife 
was Elizabeth Chrisitine of Brunswick-Bevern, who, while 
a virtuous and cultured woman, was not one who could in- 
spire love in a man of Frederick's temperament. Never- 
the-less he always insisted she should receive the homage 
due a queen and her little court was thronged with ambas- 

CAs he advanced in age his life became more and more 
sad and lonely. His old friends had all died, and he be- 
came bitter and cynical, yet he never relaxed his care for 

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his empire and his people, and while in their service he 
contracted the severe cold which caused his death. 
C Frederick the Great was one of the most brilliant men 
Germany has ever produced and his popularity as a nation- 
al hero is second only to Luther's. He deepened the 
national life and stirred all Germany with a common in- 
terest and enthusiasm, and in making Prussia great he 
laid the foundation for a genuinely united German em- 
pire. G. H. 'ii. 


To circumscribe around one fair finger a diamond ring, 

We have given a pretty girl, fond parents, and two 
young men. 

Let A represent poor, but handsome fellow, B rich un- 
attractive man. 

Add parents importunities to B's pleadings. 

Let Cupid construct an Arrow-line between hearts of 
Girl and A. 

Then Girl : B = Parents : A. 

Grouping the means and extremes: 

Girl and A = Both B and parents. 

Since the Arrow-line is always a tangent to a circle (Ax- 
iom I), and Arrow-line is between Girl and A, we have on 
tho same side of the equation Girl, A and Circle. Then 
A will inevitably (by the Axiom of Youth) place Circle on 
Girl's hand. 

. '. A slender finger is circumscribed about by a diamond 
ring. Q. K. D. 

N. T. '09 

Axiom I. No lesson is better than a good lesson. 
Axiom II. A poor lesson is better than no lesson. 
.*. A poor lesson is better than a good lesson. — Kx. 
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Metrical Translations Aeneid Book II., I^ines 1-9. 

"All listen with their minds intent. 
Aeneas from his lofty seat, 
Began to speak in accents deep 
And to relate his awful grief; 
How his great Troy was overthrown, 
The sights which he himself had seen, 
And deeds he did for its defence. 
Who can refrain from many tears, 
Ulysses or the Myrmidons? 
The dewy night advances now. 
And setting stars invite sweet sleep." 

Emilie Jaynk Ai< 

On Monday March 15th, the "Ides of March," the I^atin 
department celebrated "funeral games" in honor of Caius 
Julius Caesar. These, being neither chariot races, nor 
gladitorial combats, would hardly have satisfied the Ro- 
mans, but to those who took part and attended, they were 
both entertaining and instructive. 

That the laboratory method is not overlooked in our 
Latin classes was demonstrated when two girls appeared 
before us, one wearing a toga, tunic and sandals, the oth- 
er a stolta and palla. All these articles were made by the 
Roman Life class. The paste-board model of a house, also 
made by two of the girls from this class, illustrated most 
efiiciently the discussion of a Roman house. Then the 
contest between the First Year and Caesar classes added 
zest to the occasion, for in all probability Caesar himself 
engaged in just such contests. The palm was carried off 
by the Caesar class. After the exercises Roman bread 
was served, with grape juice and cookies. All present ex- 
pressed their hearty enjoyment of the hour and they will 
agree that Latin is not quite so lifeless or dry as some 
would have it appear. The splendid success of the affair 
must be attributed to the excellent management of our 
teacher, Miss Johnston, 

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Editors— Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen Lambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

The editor does not care to say much this month for she 
is afraid if she were to write a long editorial that she might 
crowd out some of the very excellent material that has been 
contributed for this issue. We are so crowded that we feel 
that this space can be more acceptably filled by some of the 
material representative of the different departments. As it 
is we regret that we are obliged to defer some articles until 
next month. 


At about ten minutes before chapel time on Wednesday, 
April the seventh a vague undercurrent of excitement be- 
gan to run through the house. This grew stronger and 
more definite when the word was sent along to bring wraps 
to chapel. While the girls gathered a few busy people 
here and there seemed very much interested in reading 
something. This proved to be a new college song which 
was very quickly learned. Then the reason for all this 
was made clear. Work on the new building was to com- 
mence at once and we were to break the ground. In a long 
procession we marched in order of classes, following Dr. 
Harker and the guests. We went to the place where the 
foundations were marked out and marched about it trium- 
phantly singing to the tune of "There's a Tavern in the 
Town" the following poetical gem which is said to have 
come in fifteen minutes from the fertile brains of two of our 

There's a college in the town 
In the town, 

Which always has won renown, 
Won renown. 

And now we've come to sing to thee, 
Our own beloved I. W. C. 
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In this there is full many a room, 

Many a room, 
But still we see it on the boom, 

On the boom, 
And a new building there soon shall be. 

Right here at our I. W. C. 

And now we've come to break the ground, 
Break the ground, 

By loyalty we'll e'er by bound, 
K'er be bound, 

Such presidents, such girls as these. 

We know can ne'er again be found. 
After this Dr. Harker gave us a brief resume of the im- 
provements which had taken place in the college during 
the past ten years and displayed the spade gay with the 
colors of many senior classes — those who had been so for- 
tunate as to be here on occasions like this one. Then be 
turned the first shovel full of earth. After him came Mrs. 
Harker, then followed Mr. Wads worth, the President of 
the Board of Trustees. Rev. F. W. McCarthy represented 
the Illinois Conference, Mrs. Ward the Alumnae, Miss 
Weaver the College of today, and Miss Neville the Faculty. 
Then each class oflBcer and class president in turn wielded 
the prophetic spade, which was richer by ribbons of yellow 
and white when it left the Senior's hands. After the class- 
es came the societies, then the regular college song closed 
the exercises. 


C At the first meeting of the German Club for this year, 
it was decided that all arrangements for a trip to Germany 
should be made. 

*J^ Different steamboat companies were consulted, plans for 
boats were examined, and the necessary preparations for 

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the voyage were discussed, even to the packing of the 

C At last the boat, with its delighted passengers, started 
Eastward; seats in the dining room were chosen at once, 
steamer chairs were placed, shawls and rugs were produc- 
ed, and everything was in readiness for a pleasant voyage. 
C Our passengers watched the operator send wireless mes- 
sages, stood on the bridge with the captain, and played 
"shuflQe board" on deck, and they were almost sorry when 
Bremen was reached. 

C After the arrival in Berlin they familiarized themselves 
with the general plan of the city; shops and art galleries 
were visited, and the Tiergarten, the Brandenburger Tor, 
and Unter den lyinden became familiar places. 
C This afforded opportunity for many interesting pro- 
grams. One on Modern German Painting, as influenced 
by German literature, was suggested by the recent exhibi- 
tion in New York of examples of present day German art. 
C The subject for the last meeting before the holidays was 
"Christmas Customs in the Prussian Capitol," and the 
Germans were seen at their brightest and happiest season 
of all the year. 

C One or two side trips were taken; one for example, into 
Thuringia, that part of Germany filled with such fascinat- 
ing associations for the student of literary history. 
C^ This in a general way suggests the definite purpose of 
the year's work in the German Club. 

€}[ A program of unusual interest, was the one held on 
April 4th, and which closes the series for the present year. 
The members of the faculty and the Musical History class 
were guests of the club. The subject was "The Romantic 
Movement in Germany in the Earlier Part of the Nine- 
teenth Century." Miss Frances Harshbarger spoke on the 
movement in German Literature. She showed the inter- 
relation of different movements in history, and after giving 
a brief summary of the "Storm and Stress" and Classical 
period in the preceding century, she passed to the period 
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of Romanticism, with its return to the literature of the 
Middle Ages when goblin and fairy, dragon and brownie 
held sway; when the knights in combat for a lady's favor 
were praised in poetry and story. She touched upon the 
perfection of the lyric at this time, and its adaptability to 

<| Mr. Will Phillips from the Musical History class read a 
comprehensive, instructive and thoroughly delightful pa- 
per on "The Romantic Movement in Music as Seen in the 
Development of the German lyied, and the Influence Kx- 
erted by the Romantic Spirit in I^iterature. " The poets of 
this period, as well as those of the Storm and Stress period, 
had a very definite influence upon the composers in Ger- 
many. The inspiration was drawn directly from each 
poem, and the mood ot each poet became that of the com- 
poser. He dwelt with especial interest on Franz Schubert, 
who introduced the "durchkomponiertes L,ied" in which 
each stanza of the poem has its individual accompani- 
ment, as distinguished from the "Volkslied". He showed 
the manner in which the composer worked and the influ- 
ence exerted on him by poetry. Schumann was compared 
with Schubert, and the speaker closed with an analysis of 
a few of the Schubert and Schumann lyieder. 
€[f As a charming close to the program Miss White and 
Mrs. Hartmann each sang a group of songs from these two 
composers, and the audience showed their appreciation in 
a very evident manner. Miss Widenham gave added 
pleasure by her accompaniment. An informal reception 
was held after the program. Miss Gladys Henson, as pres- 
ident presided. 


The Bird Course has had a humble beginning, but have 
not most things which are worth while? We are a class of 
three, but our enthusiasm is out of all proportion to our 

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size, so much so in fact, that sometimes it quite overflows 
in the exhileration of these spring morning expeditions. 

We call it going "birding," but the arms we carry are 
not of a destructive nature, viz., camera, opera glasses and 
our ''Bird Guide" — innocent weapons all — yet effective! 
With opera glass, we bring to us at pleasure, our unsus- 
pecting friend; with camera we capture him, while in our 
Bird Guide we find his name and his peculiarities. 

When we joined the class our knowledge of the feathered 
folk was not extensive. We could distinguish an owl 
from a black bird and were not unfamiliar with the spar- 
row's chirp — that was all! The bird world was a sealed 
mystery until we found the open sesame; now we have 
eyes to see and ears to hear. 

During the winter when we could not do field work we 
studied the ancestry of our birds of today. We learned 
that Archeopterix, one of the earliest species of birds whose 
fossil remains have been found, lived centuries upon cen- 
turies, yes aeons ago! A strange creature — Archeopterix — 
stranger even than his name, with teeth edging his bill, 
strong claws on his wings, and a half-scaly, half-feathered 
body; indeed, we discovered that birds and reptiles origi- 
nated in the same family, the scales of primitive birds mod- 
ifying into feathers, the teeth disappearing and jother 
changes taking place from century to century. 

Our work is now all in the field; shod in stout walking 
shoes, we start briskly out, but not until we reach the open 
country road do we really enter the bird world. We in- 
vite you, reader, to come with us on this expedition. 

Yonder in that solitary tree in the open meadows is a 
song sparrow. Did you ever hear a lovlier, more musical 
song? That very cheerful tune you hear now is sung by a 
meadow lark. Here is something interesting in thejhedge, 
a courtship! See how coyly Miss Bluebird is evading her 
lover and hear how softly he calls to her! 

That is a flock of juncos, flashing about in such a lively 
fashion. You may distinguish them by the white lining 
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of their blue coats The chickadees, those tiny chattering 
things, often accompany the juncos and such a chattering, 
twittering time as they have! 

We will leave|the road and go into this strip of woods to 
look for our more retiring friends. Ah, here is one, in this 
tall elm, the cardinal bird! You see he is shy and flies away 
at our approach. How beautiful he is, a flashing streak 
of red against the sky! 

That musical, whistling call belongs to the purple finch; 
he led us a merry chase when we first tried to classify him. 
At last we found him in the topmost branch of a tall tree, 
with head thrown back, beak tilted toward sky, and tiny 
throat pulsing with that beautiful whistling call. 

Hear the fap tap of our destructive friend, the wood 
pecker; he has just returned this week from winter quarters. 

That hoarse cry? It is the flicker's; he is most noisy, 
and less pleasing to the ear than to the eye. When he re- 
turns in the spring his brown and grey coat is brightened 
by a scarlet patch of feathers; his narrow waist-coat how- 
ever, is always the conventional black. 

But we must leave our feathered friends; our time for 
bird hunting is over. Enjoyed it? Of course you have! 
And will return to your work with clearer brain and great- 
er energy. 

So here's to the Bird Course! We prophesy for next 
3'ear a larger, but not a more enthusiastic class! 

P. H. 'id. 

Y. W. C. A. 

On the evening of March 1 1 the old and the new cabi- 
nets of the association met together and after the regular 
business of the meeting had been transacted, the new cab- 
inet was very pleasantly entertained by the members of the 
old cabinet. 

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The new president has appointed the chairmen of the 
different committees which the wants of the association 

On the evening of Mar. 26th a cup and saucer shower 
was given for the benefit of the association. About fifty 
very pretty and dainty cups which add greatly to the at- 
tractiveness of the Y. W. room were given. Perhaps we 
may have a plate shower some time soon, and we should be 
exceedingly grateful if some of our friends would combine 
to give us a five o'clock tea kettle, preferably copper, as it 
would match charmingly the brown tints of our room. 


The attractive Phi Nu pennants and banners which have 
lately arrived have been the source of much favorable com- 

Hazel Belle I^ong has been taken into the fociety recent- 
ly and lyouise Scott has been initiated as a pledge member. 

Rosalie Sidell '07, Gladys Maine, Nelle Holnbach, '06 
and lyillian Thompson have visited the college lately. 

The following interesting article was recently received 
from one of our old Phi Nu's, Maud Stevens, telling us 
something of her field in the Chautauqua work: 

"In my Chautauqua work I have confined myself en- 
tirely to child impersonation. My repertoire includes the 
recitations I used to give in dear old Phi Nu — 'Who's 
Afraid,' 'A Summmer's Idyll,' 'When Morning Breaks,' 
'Their Last Ride Together,' to which I have added 'At the 
Circus,' 'Shopping With Ma,' 'A Reading Class,' 'Biff 
Perkin's Toboggan Slide,' 'Makin' Him Feel at Home,' 
some of the 'Rebecca Mary' stories and others by Cook, 
Riley, Field and King. 

" 'Who's Afraid' seems still to be my most popular 
piece. • I recited it for a little boy and his mother a few 
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days ago and when I had finished I received this compli- 
ment from the youngster, 'That was awfully funny. Don't 
b'lieve Grandpa could a did as well as you did.' 

"I^ast summer at the Chetck, Wisconsin Chautauqua, 
a tiny girl who had attended an evening entertainment at 
which I had given the entire program, told me how much 
she liked my work. The next day she heard me where I 
gave only one number. Meeting her afterwards I ventured 
to ask how my afternoon's 'stunt' was appreciated. She 
quickly replied, 'I didn't like it as well.' 

"Why," I asked? 

"Well, there wasn't so much of it" was her disappoint- 
ed answer. 

"One day when I was giving 'A Reading Class, 'in which 
I impersonated a teacher and eleven pupils, a little fellow, 
listening, said to his mother: 

"What's that girl tryin' to do?" 

"Why, child," was the calm reply, "can't you see she's 
making a fool of herself!" 

"I have found that to give child impersonations I must 
study little folks — not one child but many children. I 
have tried to follow Prof. A. R. Taylor's advice, to study 
them at home, at school, at work, at play, asleep, or 
awake, in order to gain a clearer insight into their charac- 

"It was the encouragment of the girls at I. W. C. that 
led me to take up Chautauqua work. I do not think I 
could have chosen anything that would have given me 
more pleasure or greater opportunity for meeting cultured 
and educated people. Maud America Stevens. 


The annual society play was given in the Music Hall, 
March the twenty-third. The clever farce,^ ' 'The Elopement 
of Ellen" was, under the direction of Mrs. Dean, as pretty 

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aud as pleasing a play as could be given. The garden at 
the rear of the stage, with its rose vines and palms made 
an effective background for the charming little romance. 
All the parts were remarkably taken, but special mention 
should be made of the work of Miss Mitchell, and also that 
of Miss Reed, who as the nervous young rector, very much 
in love with Dorothy March, makes a number of amusing 

The society was entertained on the evening of March 
13th at the home of Miss Nellie Nichols. A guessing con- 
test was the most delightful feature of the evening. Verla 
McCray won the prize, a box of bon bons. Dainty refresh- 
ments in the society color were then served. Just before 
leaving all gathered around the piano and joined enthusi- 
astically in singing the Belles Lettres song. 

Among the former Belles I^ettres who were back for the 
play were Ruby Ryan, Dess Mitchell and I^ila Putnam. 


On the evening of March 17th Dr. and Mrs. Harker gave 
a delightful dinner in honor of the Senior Class. The ta- 
bles were spread in Belle Lettres Hall, and all of the deco- 
rations reminded us of the fact that it was St. Patrick's 
birthday. Pretty green candles lighted the room and the 
attractive place cards bore snatches from the Irish songs, 
such as "St. Patrick was a gentleman," and "On St. Pat- 
rick's day in the morning," After the delightful banquet 
Mr. Stafford, who was among the guests, played a number 
of the old Irish Folk Songs, not to speak of the several 
rollicking jigs — "by request." 

Miss Piersol's charming and appropriate readings, too, 
added greatly to the enjoyment of the evening. Mr. Phil- 
lips delighted the company by singing a number of "coon" 
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Miss Weaver, Mrs. Deane, Mrs. Hartman, Miss Pitner, 
Mr. Stead, Mr. Stafford and Miss Piersol were among the 
guests in addition to the Seniors and class ofi&cers. 


A reception was given by Mr. Stead's pupils, March 27, 
at the home of Mr. Will Phillips on West College Avenue, 
in honor of Mr. Stead. Most of the evening was spent in 
writing college songs, for which Mr. Stead wrote the mel- 
ody, Mrs. Kolp harmonizing it. The songs when com- 
pleted, were sung by a quartette. After refreshments were 
served Mr. Phillips spoke for all present in wishing Mr. 
Stead a safe and happy voyage. 

Miss Grace Schofield gave her Senior recital in Music 
Hall on the afternoon of March 4th. Her program was 
well chosen and her rendition showed careful work and 

An excellent recital was given on March nth by Miss 
Alice Mathis. 

Miss Clarice Rearick, an advanced pupil of Mr. Stead's, 
gave a recital on Friday afternoon, March 12. Her work 
was of a very high order and the execution of her difficult 
program was splendid. 

William Preston Phillips gave his recital on Thursday 
evening, April ist. The artistic interpretation of his de- 
lightful program spoke of unusual ability and tempera- 
ment, as well as of splendid training. 

Mrs. Florence Pierron Hartmann, one of our musical 
faculty, gave a concert in Music Hall March i8th. Mrs. 
Hartmann's voice has a beautifully rich and pleasing qual- 
ity. Her entire program was given in a most artistic and 
finished manner. Mr. Stafford assisted her in his charac- 
teristically able manner. 

The third number in the Artist's Course was the violin 

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recital by Mr. Otto Myers, assisted by Mr. Alexander Rus- 
sel, which occurred on Thursday evening March 25th. Mr, 
Myers is an artist of great merit, and the work of both him- 
self and Mr. Russell was highly pleasing. 

An organ recital was given by Miss Alexander March 26. 

The pupils of Mr. Stead gave an organ recital in Centen- 
ary church on March 29th. 


An open session of the classes in physical training was 
held in the gymnasium the afternoon of April 2nd that 
those interested might have an opportunity to see the char- 
acter of work done in this department. 

The exhibition came with as much surprise to us as it 
did to the spectators themselves. For days we had been 
practicing various continuous movements without any idea 
of what was coming. But still the general verdict was that 
it was worth while. At 4:15 we all hurried down in"gym" 
suits. The first number was Free Floor Work and Indian 
Clubs combined. The second was a Swedish Folk Game 
in which there were many pretty figures. The 'Games" 
followed next. The participants of these miniature Olym- 
pian Sports were designated by yellow and blue ribbons. 
The contest was close and excitement ran high but the 
"Blues" won out 3 to i. The fourth number was Tactics, 
followed by a graceful Irish Lilt. The Expression Class 
gave Elementary Gilbert Work. That it was adequately 
appreciated is proven by the fact that they received the en- 
core of the day. A lively little step followed which was 
called a Swedish Folk Game, and which involved much 
intricate weaving of blue suits. The Figure March closed 
the program. The noticeable feature of this last number 
was the perfect rhythm kept by the girls. We received 
many congratulations but we would rather turn them over 
to Miss Harvey to whose merit the success was due. 
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Miss Emma Bullard '04 attended the Senior luncheon of 
Marguerite Bullard on March 17. 

Several of our girls recently gave a program for the benefit 
of Brooklyn church. 

Miss Rolfe, Miss Sherwood, Miss Anderson and Miss 
Knopf have recently visited at their homes. 

Miss Grace Foutch of New Berlin has been visiting Zelda 

Eunice VanWinkle attended the wedding of Miss Fanny 
Mathews and Mr. Colean March 16. 

Miss Lela Kennedy, Makle Dunseth, Rye Petefish and 
Rena Stribling have been guests of the college recantly. 

Miss Rosalie Sidell '07, who is teaching at Lenox College, 
Iowa, has been visiting friends here the past week. 

Miss Knopf and Miss White have recently entertained their 
mothers at the college. 

Mrs. Metcalf '98 and son George, have been visiting Dr. 
and Mrs. Marker. 

We are glad to note the addition of four volumes of Green's 
History of the English People, to our library. 

Miss Nelle Gilroy has been the guest of Edith Kesier, 

Miss Glasgow and the members of the advanced French 
classes were entertained by Miss Janette Powell at her 
home Saturday evening, March 27th. The evening was 
pleasantly spent in sewing and singing French folk songs. 
Other music was furnished by some of the girls, and some 
readings were given. Plans for the organization of lye 
arcle Francaiswere discussed, and it was decided to have 
some meetings during the Spring, also to resume the 
Frencli table for one evening a week. Dainty refreshments 
were served, and the guests departed voting Miss Powell a 
most delightful hostess. 

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Of course all the girls just "love" to take gymnasium walks, 
but now and again circumstances arise which make it absolute- 
ly impossible for them to do so. Then they must tell their 
trouble — be it real or fancied — to Miss Piersol. Of course 
there are all the every day excuses such as colds, headaches 
and tiredoutness. Then there is the girl whose work is "so 
heavy" and then, too, "you know it's for Miss Smith's class. 
If it was anyone else it would be different, but I just can't go 
walking today." But she goes. 

Then there is the girl who has no spring suit yet and so 
cannot go if she must be seen by anyone. Clothes seem to 
make much trouble, in several ways. In winter the girls simp- 
ly cannot go out doors because they have no high shoes, in 
spring because they have nothing else. And no girl was ever 
known to have a pair of rubbers on a rainy day. It is a fact 
which might be of great interest to scientists that a slight damp- 
ness in the air on Tuesday is highly injurious even during a 
very short walk, while an extremely heavy rain on Monday is 
really quite pleasant to shop in. 

Really it is not asking much for one girl to wish to be ex- 
cused from a walk because her sister is to appear in a recital 
the hour afterward, and they "must be dressed alike." We 
all of us know the girl who, when asked why she did not re- 
port for her walk the hour before very gravely asks. Why, 
didn't I?" She is own sister to the one who registered for 
gym. at her German period, made an engagement with the 
hair dresser for the same hour, and then gaily went off and 
practiced in sweet forgetfulncss of them all. And so the 
reasons range from company to clothes and back again to 

The amount a fellow learns is directly proportionat to 
the amount of study in said subject and inversely propor- 
ional to the "square" of his flunks. — Ex. 

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On a bright and sunny morning 
On a day of growing beauty, 

Went a sad lone bunch of maidens 
Plainly doing just their duty. 

To the BlufFs, they cried, to Naples, 
''Kindly give us of your pebbles. 

We are working for our building 

Though we must admit we're rebels" 

When we entered physiography. 

We had thought we had a snap. 

But our President and Teacher 

They have caught us in a trap. 

"Bring the stones, girls, bring the rocks," 
Thus they cried, amid our moans, 

"Our new building, can't you see it? 

Must be made of rocks and stones." 

We will furnish hole and mortar 
You must bring in all the rest. 

For your final grade in science 

We will now have this the test. 

So please give us stones and pebbles. 
Good old Naples, kind old BlufF. 

If we went back empty handed 
There would surely be a hufF. 

A head crammed full of knowledge 
Seems will not now offer fame. 

' Tis a pocket full of rocks 

That will only bring acclaim." 

On that dimly glowing evening 
In the hour of fading beauty 

Homeward slowly toiled the maidens. 
Maidens doing just their duty. 

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We cater especially to the 
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€| The College Greetings is published monthly by the Seniors 

of the Illinois Woman's College. 

<[[ Contributions to its pages are solicited from the students of 

all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due the 

twentieth of each month. 

€[f Subscriptions, ;^i.oo a year, payable in advance. Single 

copies 15 cents. 

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Vol. XII Jacksonville, 111., May and June, 1909 No 8 


Miss Howard, the teacher of the fourth grade, looked 
wearily over the big Geography, past the class, toward 
the end of the room. What could be the matter now? 
Snickers and suppressed giggles came from all corners of 
the room. A second glance showed the cause. A large, 
square placard bearing the words, "Lost Pig. Farmer's 
Pet." had been fastened to Joe Hill, a long, lank country 
boy, and now shouts of laughter greeted the poor fellow as 
he stood, red and embarrassed, in the center of the room. 
But Miss Howard did not feel like smiling. She was tired 
and discouraged. The boys had been unusually bad to- 
day. She rose hurriedly. 

"Boys, who did this?" 

The snickers stopped, but no one offered an answer. 
She repeated her question with no belter result. 

"Then, if you haven't any sense of honor at all, you may 
all lose your recess periods for the remainder of the week;" 
then she added, with sudden resolve, "and the next boy 
that disturbs the order of this room shall be whipped — 
whipped before the whole school." 

After school that afternoon, most of the boys followed 
"Pickle" Whitney down a side street to their Club House, 
an old unused barn fitted up by the boys as a gymnasium. 

"Say, kids, do you really think Miss Howard will lick 

"I don't know, she don't seem like that kind to me." 

"Humph, them's the kind that gets the maddest." 

"I'll bet Pickle catches it first." 

Pickle was a gay and care-free young gentleman, the 
ringleader of the bunch who had tagged Joe Hill. 

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"She'd better not touch me or she'll get into trouble," 
he bragged. "My dad said that whoever licked me would 
have him to settle with. He'll show her a thing or two." 

"Now, honest, fellows, we didn't play square — she 
give us lots of chances." 

"Aw, shut up," growled Pickle who had another ob- 
ject in view. "Anyhow, are you all going to stand up and 
let a woman lick you?" 

This was a new idea to the boys, and it immediately 
took root. Pickle diplomatically followed it up to his 

"So, let's have a rip roarin' surprise for her when she 
starts this lickin' business. I've got a peach of a plan — 
now listen," and carefully he unfolded it, shrewdly watch- 
ing the effect. It surely was daring but Pickle was de- 
termined to push it through. After a time, by dint of 
clever arguments, all objections were silenced, though 
some secretly feared that Pickle would get them "into a big 
mess," as they phrased the dilemma which they feared. 

The air of restlessness in the school room next day told 
Miss Howard that something was going to happen. Kven 
before her very eyes paper wads, chalk and notes had, at 
times, filled the air. Yet she had pretended to see nothing. 
She knew that Pickle Whitney was, as usual, at the bot- 
tom of the affair, and she wondered what his object was 
this time. She wished from the depths of her heart that 
she had said nothing about whipping. For she saw that 
a skirmish was inevitable. She had never yet struck a 
pupil, and even now she shrank from the thought. At any 
rate she would bear their conduct as long as possible. 
The boys grew more and more hilarious. 

Suddenly, with a howl of pain, the boy in front of 
Pickle sprang to his feet, scattering books and pencils in 
all directions. Shrieking and howling, he clutched the 
back of his neck. 

Pickle had put an angry bumble bee dowm his collar. 

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and doubled up with laughter. When the noise had sub- 
sided somewhat Miss Howard called Pickle to the front. 
There was a tense silence. 

"William Whitney, did you put that bee down Rob- 
ert's collar?" 

To her surprise, Pickle answered promptly, "Yes 
mam, I did." 

"And you did it willfully, knowing what the punish- 
ment would be?' ' 

"Yes mam." 

"Then take off your jacket. You have brought this 
upon yourself, and I can't and won't tolerate such conduct 
any longer. I will have order in this room." 

Pickle removed his jacket, meanwhile winking and 
grimacing at his expectant comrades. 

Miss Howard took up the switch. Never in her life 
had she so disliked a task. If this were the only way to 
keep the boys in order — iffthis scene had to take place at 
regular intervals, she thought she should have to give up. 

The switch fell, striking Pickle lightly across the 
shoulders. In a moment the air was full of flying books, 
erasers, ink bottles and other missiles, that the young mis- 
creants had at hand, and Miss Howard, "their relentless 
and unmolested tormentor' ' made an inglorious exit from 
the room, followed by shouts and cheers of her victorious 

Already letters for the Board of Education had come 
flocking in from doting parents, protesting against Miss 
Howard. One letter, from Pickle's father, was especially 
indignant. Mr. Whitney, blustering over the beating his 
innocent little son had received, angrily threatened a law- 
suit. The school board was surprised — odd that no reports 
had before been heard of Miss Howard's cruelty. When 
questioned, the boys insisted that Miss Howard was the 
hardest teacher they had ever had — and Miss Howard in- 
sisted that she had used whipping as a mode of punish- 
ment, only when all others had failed. 

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Such was the problem that faced the Board of Educa - 
tion. I^ong they sat and pondered, but all their thinking 
brought no solution to the difficulty. On one hand, if 
Miss Howard were dismissed surely her dismissal would 
but encourage the youngsters in their mischief and misbe- 
havior toward their teachers — and the Board of Education 
should be the last people on earth to do such a thing. 

But, on the other hand, if Miss Howard were retained, 
what would happen? Now that actual war had broken out, 
there would probably be the same violent scenes in the 
schoolroom from time to time, the same complaints from 
the pupils and the same annoying letters from parents. 
At length, tired and discouraged, the board resolved to 
make a thorough investigation before committing them- 
selves to a final decision. 

It was Monday morning. A group of excited young- 
sters, with book satchels over their shoulders, stood before 
the door of the Eighth Ward school. Now Pickle Whit- 
ney stood in the background, strangely silent and down- 
cast. His days as a leader were gone forever. 

"Say kids, I wonder how the Board found out about 
that taggin' business?" 

"Miss Howard didn't blab," added another; "she 
wouldn't tell a thing on us. That was mighty decent, too, 
after the way we treated her. ' ' 

"That Board is all on her side now. Gee, I wish we 
hadn't started this rumpus." 

"I'll bet she takes her spite out on us." 

Just then a tall form appeared at a distance down the 
street, and quick as a flash, every boy disappeared around 
the corner of the house. 

Miss Howard came slowly up the walk, a dejected, 
though comical object, with one black eye, where an espec- 
ially well aimed ink bottle had hit, besides numerous 
patches of court plaster covering small cuts made by flying 
glass. She was wrought up to the highest pitch over the 
hard day before her — the hardest day she had ever had to 
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face as teacher. She wondered where all of the boys 
could be. Usually they stood crowded around the door- 
way. She was sure she had seen several as she came down 
the street. Now the place was empty. 

She dragged herself up the steps. Even the hall and 
cloak room were empty. She sighed, and drawing her lips 
into a straight severe line, braced herself anew as she en- 
tered the school room. It was, too, empty of boys, but 
something else caught her eye. It was her desk piled high 
with packages, large and small packages, fat and thin 
packages, packages of all sizes and descriptions. What 
could it mean? Surely there was some mistake. Ah! Of 
course, she might have known that it was another trick of 
those youngsters. How they must hate her — she had 
never dreamed that they hated her so. To what end would 
they not go now? But she would show them that she 
meant to rule in the school room — the Board would stand 
by her at any rate. Her eyes narrowed and she grew 
tense as she thought of that last conflict. She sat idly at 
her desk, her face buried in her hands, wondering what 
the day would bring, and dreading the ordeal before her. 

Then her thoughts wandered back to the packages on 
the desk. As yet no boys had appeared, so, after glancing 
cautiously around, she picked up the topmost package and 
opened it. Instead of the wriggling mass of fishing worms 
or the dead mouse she had expected to see, she found a 
gay red handkerchief with a red and white border, while 
the fragment of soiled paper attached told her that it was 
from Pickle Whitney. Then the soft light that had stolen 
into her tired eyes vanished, as she thought of the ink 
bottle that Pickle had hurled and she smiled ai the incon- 
sistency of the note. Yet, in spite of all of Pickle's pranks, 
she liked him, and she liked all of the mischevious young 
fellows that followed him. Now she realized that she had 
lost the last chance of being their friend. 

Then she opened another package and still another, 
until her desk was a profusion of bright scraps of ribbon, 

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jewsharps, oranges, jack-knives, apples, pieces of licorice, 
and marbles of all sizes and descriptions — samples of every 
treasure cherished by small boys. Could the message be 
true that these little gifts implied? She fell to wondering, 
and her eyes again became misty and tender as she gazed 
at the odd little gifts. 

Then she discovered on the floor at her feet a little 
note, written on the pinkest of pink paper, and she gave a 
little sob of happiness and joy as she read the awkwardly 
formed misspelled words: 

"Dear Teacher: 

We are all so sorry we was mean the other day. 
Honest, we didn't know how bad we was then, but we 
promise sure that we won't ever, ever, ever be bad or play 
tricks again if you will forgive us this time. 

Your loving pupils." 
G. H. 'II. 


Last night I dreamed a dream, and it was strange, 

Yet not so strange; methought that I was old. 

And life near spent, and that I stood before 

A building ivy grown, 

And past me, hurrying groups of maidens sped. 

"Forsooth! A college!" Softly to myself I cried, 

"Ah would that I had studied 'neath its roof! 

If only I dared ask what I have missed! 

The next maid I'll salute, and pray her tell me 

What college life is like!" 

Now thither down the path, hurrying, stumbling on, 

A tall and bony maiden 'peared in view. 

Glasses adorned her Grecian nose, her eyes 

On distance bent. "Tell me of college life!" 

I cried, full eagerly, with trembling voice. 

But she heard not, heeded not, and would have passed, 

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Had I not hailed again, and then at last 

She drew her eyes from wistful visions far, 

And turned to me with startled mein and air, 

Her books a weight too great for shoulders bent like hers. 

"Oh college life is grind!" she sighed, "a deadly grind! 

I study on and on, yet never reach the mark. 

To shirk I am ashamed! Would that the days were longer, 

That I need not in the still, small hours, 

To closet dim retire, with shaded light, 

Or snuff my candle flame between the sheets 

When teachers slyly knock!" 

And stumbling vaguely, tensely on, she left me. 

Muttering some Greek or I^atin verb, I ween. 

Next came one to whom I turned with joy. 

She surely could enlighten me, I thought. 

Her winsome face, one joyous mirthful glow, 

Her eyes full bright, and dimples archly playing. 

"Tell me of college life, my dear," I plead 

Back from her forehead's arch she tossed a curl, 

the better my feeble trembling form to see, 

As queruously I put to her my question eager. 

'•Oh College life!" she cried, "Why, it's such fun! 

A lot of college banners, and posters gay, 

Delicious, melting fudge, and midnight spreads 

Served most informally 

While in kimonas gay we sit upon the floor. 

A little music and a little art! 

A party now and then, or box from home! 

A moonlight serenade beneath our windows dim. 

Well — such is college life!" and, dimpling gayly, 

The lass tripped lightly on, and disappeared. 

Then speeding down the path, with hair-pins strewing 

As she came, and clothes awry, with anxious 

Pretty face, another maiden came. 

I then to her my former question put : 

"Oh don't detain me now!" she cried, "I fear 

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The breakfast bell has rung! Oh cruel fate, 

That I should always slumber thru the bells! 

Alack! I'm in disgrace again I fear! 

College life means larks and scrapes, full many 

And privileges, alas! sometimes withdrawn. 

And trips to town forbidden! 

Quite often too, it means a wretched flunk, 

And absences that stand all unexcused!" 

And brimming tears her pretty eyes bedimmed. 

As down the winding path she breathless rushed. 

Vainly striving, as she sped along. 

Perchance her tardy toilet to complete! 

"Ah thither comes a lass who knows!" I cried, 

As down the path with swinging stride, a maid 

Came hastening; she paused at my request, and turning 

Her frank eyes and hearty face full towards me. 

Tapped her stout walking boot with golf stick idly. 

"Why, friend, it's tennis, hockey, golf," of course. 

She breezily declared. "For you must know 

I'm majoring in athletics! 

As I've an engagement pressing now, to play 

Upon the links — farewell!" 

And off she strode, and left me more perplexed 

Than I had been before! 

Next, sauntering idly 'long the well worn path, 

A dainty little miss appeared in view. 

She mused as she approached, and seemed engrossed 

Upon some weighty problem as she came. 

For softly to herself she said aloud, 

"Now who, I wonder will my next case be?" 

I stared at her, amazed, and quickly cried, 

"Speak you in terms of medicine or law?" 

For I had heard vague rumors of late years, 

That foolish maids strove to compete with men, 

In the professions! 

She turned her tiny, bird-like face to me, 

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And smiling, daintily, and seeming much amused, 

Answered me thus: "You've mistaken, quite, 

My meaning, for you must know it is a fad 

With college girls, deeply to fall in love 

With some girl friend, or oftener a teacher; 

Of cases, I have had just twelve this year. 

At first the object of my deep devotion, 

A tall and stately teacher, till alack! 

She flunked me heartlessly! I then transferred 

My love to object worthier, I thought. 

But each in turn has proved to be — but human!" 

At last approached me yet another maid, 

All cheerful and serene her mein and air; 

She turned and smiled at me with eyes most kind, 

Then, in my eagerness, I stretched a trembling hand, 

And drew her gently to my side, and said: 

"Do tell me! What is college life, my child?" 

Drawing me down upon the grassy bank 

Nearby, she softly said: 

"Oh, I can never tell you all — it means 

So much, so very much," and wistfully 

She looked at the soft-floating summer clouds. 

And with delight, a daisy at her feet she plucked. 

Then thus began: 

"I might to you the subjects here recount, 

That we with profit study. 

The things of interest that we learn. 

Of myriad starry worlds, like ours, in space. 

Of ancient tongues in whicn we learn to read 

Truths as true today as when expressed 

In other centuries, and distant climes! 

Might tell you something too, if there were time, 

Of mathematics' intricate, puzzling maze, 

Or touch upon the study of our earth — 

The changes manifold through ages nay through aeons, 

Of mountain, valley, plain, and earth, and sea! 

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For each develops powers, trains our minds, 

Which then expanding in the mental warmth 

Reach out their eager petals to the light 

As some fair flower toward the sun unfolds. 

But there's awakening yet more wonderful 

Than the unfolding of our youthful eager minds; 

The quickening into life, more full, complete. 

Of all that to the spirit ministers; 

The narrow bonds that held us long in check 

Slip slowly from our shackled lives. 

And to horizons vaguely far we look away 

Which ever brighter, more distinct appear. 

We learn to understand that nothing common is, 

However small, familiar it may be, 

This tiny flower, that slender blade of grass, 

How beautifully complete, how wonderful! 

The lessons which we learn from day to day, 

From flower, and from tiny living thing, 

From earth and sky and sea, in all their power, 

Help us to see that we ourselves are part 

Of the harmonious whole! 

And that however humble here our work, 

If nobly done, is worthy all our thought. 

For each a life of service now awaits 

In the wide world of life." 

Then how eagerly I held her hand, 
Spell-bound to hear her tell of this! 
Slowly my dim old eyes grew dimmer still 
With weight of tears, to think what I had missed, 
And as I pressed her hand most wistfully in mine, 
The vision slowly faded from my view, 
The ivy covered halls, in mist and vapor 
Slowly disappeared, like phantom strange, 
And I awoke, and mused! 

P. H. 'lo. 

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In the beginning was wilderness; and into the wilder- 
ness came a great host, and they possessed the land, and 
kept it. 

Then came wise men from the East, bearing with them 
a Golden Lamp, and it was very precious, and they build- 
ed for it a house, and in its walls they set windows with 
jeweled panes that the light might shine forth with clear 
brilliancy. And the people rejoiced because of the light, 
and they came and dwelt nearby, and they said "We will 
furnish oil, and our daughters shall tend the light and keep 
it burning. ' ' 

Then those maidens who were discreet and wise-heart- 
ed brought their books into the house of the Golden Lamp, 
and their study and their ministration and their tasks. 

And there was safety and peace in all the regions 
round about because the evils that lurk in darkness fled 
away from the searching beams of the great light. These 
were the things that came to pass in the "Long Ago". 

And now, having disposed of the beginning, which is 
a necessary part of all College Annals, we come to "there- 
after." "Thereafter" is a long proposition, covering a 
period of half a century and more, and the easiest and 

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briefest way to get around it is to say that the doors of the 
college swung open every autumn and closed every spring 
with clock-like regularity, welcoming and good-bying 
groups of girls with the same gladness and sadness with 
which they come and go today. 

Then came the reign of the "naught nines," and his- 
tory was never so evident in the making as it has been 
during the rule of this fearless class in I. W. C. The 
things they have done and havn't done are recorded in 
volumes called text books, and there are other things more 
than these, for with the "naught nines" the imperative 
must follows close upon the heels of the developed con- 
science, and their rule of action has been "What ought to 
be, must be." And this is the secret of the remarkable 
progress our college has made during the last few years. 
Indeed the "naught nines" have been so busy doing 
things for our Alma Mater that we have really sacrificed 
our own advancement, and so anxious have the faculty 
been to retairi us that they have continually raised barriers 
and hedged us about with special and elongated courses of 
study so that it has sometimes seemed that we might be- 
come permanent fixtures like the blackboards and electric 
bells and faculty belles. 

So our progress has been a halting forward movement, 
a "dot and go one" sort of gait, not altogether graceful but 
showing the persistence that has always characterized the 
"naught nines." But we have arrived and, much as they 
regret to part with us, the faculty will hardly venture to 
place other barriers in our way. 

Now, we turn a backward glance to survey the way 
by which we came. The vista presents the busy scene of a 
crowded thoroughfare, full of stirring life and gaiety mov- 
ing between the imposing buildings that rest on either 
hand. At the distant end of our prospect stands the old 
college building flanked on either side by the additions 
that in their big proportions remind one of the huge wings 
of Orville Wright's aereoplane. 
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In the background at one side are the chimneys and 
humming sounds of industry from the new power house 
and laundry. In the foreground on the East, like the 
risen sun of a new day, stands our splendid new college of 
music and art, and on the west, men busy with trowels, 
mortar and bricks, are laying the walls of a yet larger 
building, Harker Hall, which will be ready to receive the 
returning students next September. 

But the events that give life and color to this vista of 
our college year are not confined to our new building. 
Nor yet to the work in the class-rooms and studios, but 
they are instead, many times, the affairs which are not in 
the courses of study prescribed by the catalogue. 

We see the busy stir of opening days when the stud- 
ents with their trunks and boxes come swarming into the 
college like bees into a hive. What a time they have set- 
tling themselves! All the bells of the school from Tom's 
to Mrs. Barker's table bell cannot quiet these girls until 
the last photograph is placed, the last college pennant 
hung, the gay pillows are arranged and kimonos and slip- 
pers are placed ready for the study hour. These are busy 
days for the Y. W. C. A. girls, making introductions and 
cheering up the weepy first-year girls with promises of 
good times to come. September is full of activity, gettirjg 
started in the class room, in the studios and in the societes. 

Every month has its special social interest. October's 
golden days are waited with keenest expectation for some 
bright Monday morning we are sure to have an invitation 
from Dr. and Mrs. Pitner to picnic at their lovely home at 

Hallowe'en, too, is observed with all the traditional 
tricks and tests and visions of futurity that prove that 
spooks and saints give I. W. C. girls their due amount of 

But all of the social events in the college year, the 
Thanksgiving dinner given by Dr. and Mrs. Harker is the 
most elegant and formal. 

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We cannot mention all the class parties, the recep- 
tions, the colonial parties on Washington's birthday, the 
bob-sled rides or snow fights, but they have all filled the 
recreation hours and days with the play that keeps Jack 
from being a dull boy. Prettiest of all the events is the 
May Day festival. Will you ever know how many miles 
we walked in the pretty figures of the march — and the real 
obeisance we made to our lovely queens? 

Besides these happy revels, memory brings to mind 
features of greater seriousness, greater moment tons, really; 
the genuine delight of hard work, of careful planning, the 
joy of clear sight of the beautiful in art, of the truth of the 
great poet or prophet, the satisfaction of fine and accurate 
workmanship, whatever the task or line pursued. The 
record varies for each of us and we know it is but a begin- 
ning, the entering wedge in the rock of treasure. 

Many affairs have in the last few years, our years, if 
you please, made the college annals memorable, and many 
have been in connection with this building. There was 
the night of the dedication, when this building was filled, 
topmost balcony, gallery and main floor with a brilliant as- 
semblage. The addresses, the music numbers all echoed 
the same spirit of gladness which made the occasion one 
never to be forgotten. 

Since that time there has been a continuous succession 
of entertainments and important assemblages. Cranford! 
Cranford! Wasn't this huge stage transformed into the 
dearest drawing room you ever saw, with its fine old ma- 
hogany, its quaint old spinnet standing on three legs? And 
our ladies of the faculty! Weren't they dear Cranfords? 

And how many, many times our Art Room above, and 
our Home Economics Department below have given pleas- 
ure and inspiration to the students and to friends! They 
have come in throngs and never to be disappointed. And 
again and again, really beyond our mentioning, this build- 
ing has been the trysting place of the lovers of serious art, 
of fine music and lovely story and charming play. Even a 
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list of the artists in the different lines would prove too long 
for this paper. 

Perhaps the most notable gathering in our midst was 
the meeting of the Bishops of the Methodist Episcopal 
church, held the first week of May 1907, a company of 
men revered and loved as the chief pastors should be. 
Their coming was an honor to our city and their benedic- 
tions linger with us yet. 

Another assemblage of great distinction was the bi- 
ennial meeting of the presidents of the Methodist colleges, 
which brought here a company of eminent educators. It 
is said that next to the Bishops they were the most distin- 
guished looking men ever entertained in our city. The 
sessions that were open to the public were instructive and 
full of high inspiration enlivened with the ready humor 
that is brought out when men of intellect and high educa- 
tion prove their metal by vying, one with another, in say- 
ing best things most happily. At the end of the session 
President and Mrs. Harker tendered their distinguished 
visitors a banquet, inviting a large number of guests. The 
guests arrived while the presidents were still in the clos- 
ing business of their session and as they awaited the ap- 
pearance of these grave and dignified doctors of learning, 
they were a little startled by the sound of a rollicking song 
with which the presidents announced their approach: 

Here's to the Woman's College, and the town, and the town. 
Here's to the Woman's College, and the town, and the town. 
Here's to Harker's College and to all its store of knowledge, 
Heres to Harker's College and the town, and the town! 

They had caught the secret. 

H«i,EN Lambert, '09. 

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"The hopes and fears" of all the months, if not years, 
have so centered about the new building that the service 
attending the laying of the corner stone was one of great 
significance to many. 

At 4:15 Thursday, May i8th, a long line of teachers, 
alumnae, faculty and student body, marched out of the 
college entrance, west to Clay avenue, and then to the new 
building. Next to the corner selected for the corner stone 
a platform had been erected, which was occupied by the 
trustees, the visiting ministers, Dr. and Mrs. Harker and 
Dean Weaver. 

Dr. Harker had charge of the ceremony, and asked 
Dr. Ryan as a representative of the Central Illinois Con- 
ference to offer prayer. Dr. Morrison read, as the lesson 
from the Old Testament, selections from Isaiah 28 and the 
13th Psalm; and Rev. McCarty read as the New Testament 
lesson, I Corinthians, 3. Dr. Harker then read a brief his- 
tory of the college, tracing its growth from the foundation 
in 1846 to the laying of this latest corner stone. 

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growth was at first slow, and the several destructive fires 
seemed to endeavor to do away with the institution. But 
perseverance and staunch faith made its promoters con- 
tinue in their work, and the increase in property, buildings 
and college standing are ample proof that their faith was 
not blind, nor their efforts in vain. Nor does this build- 
ing, large and beautiful as it promises to be, mark the climax 
of its growth, for there are still other plans for the future, 
not the least of which is an endowment fund of $200,000 
to maintain what has already been gained. Aside from its 
remarkable development, Dr. Harker spoke of the college's 
connection with the Methodist church, and for that reason 
so large a part of the ceremony was in the hands of its rep- 

At the close of this address, Mr. A. C. Wadsworth, 
for so many years a trustee, and Rev. A. A. White, repre- 
sentative of the Illinois Conference, were asked to lay the 
stone. Rev. Mr. White placed in the stone a copper box 
which contained: 

Minutes of the Illinois Annual Conference of 1908. 

Copy of the College Catalogue, 1909. 

Book of views of the College. 

The Daily Illinois Courier, May 18. 

The Jacksonville Daily Journal, May 18. 

Copy of the Constitution of the Belles I^ettres Society. 

Copy of the Constitution of the Phi Nu Society. 

Copy of the College Greetings for April, 1909. 

Rev. Mr. White said he wished to add another paper. 
This caused Dr. Harker no little surprise, and gave ample 
opportunity for the girls to show their enthusiasm. The 
paper duly signed by the trustees and ofiacers of the Alum- 
nae Association, read as follows: 

"Be it known to all men that the remarkable growth 
and present prosperity of Illinois Woman's College are due 
to the untiring, faithful and efiicient service of President J. 
R. Harker. In recognition of his consecrated effort, at the 
earnest solicitation of the faculty, student body and the 

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Alumnae Associatian, the trustees of the college hereby 
give to this building the name of Harker Hall." 

The stone was then slipped into place and Mr. White 
offered the dedication prayer as Mr. Wadsworth, Dr. Har- 
ker and Mr. White laid their hands on it. Mr. White 
then spoke briefly of the pride of the Conference in the 
college, its president, its trustees, faculty and student body. 
Mr. Nate offered prayer and accompanied by Prof. Stafford, 
the dedication hymn was sung as a fitting close to the cere- 

Thou sovereign God, receive this gift 

Thy willing servant offers thee. 
Accept the prayers that thousands lift 

And let these halls thy temple be. 

And let those learn, who here shall meet, 

True Wisdom is with reverence crowned; 

And Science walks with humble feet, 

To seek the God that Faith hath found. 

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What is so rare as a day in May! or at least such a one 
as the 17th on which our May party was held. To us, ful- 
ly prepared as we were to postpone it at least two or three 
times, it came as a most pleasant surprise to have weather 
that was simply perfect. 

The color scheme of the party this year was yellow and 
blue, carried out in the fluffy-ruflQy hats which were worn 
with gowns of white. Promptly at four o'clock the long 
lines, marching to the accompaniment of the orchestra, di- 
vided off the pathway for the queen and her party. 

The queen, Miss Florence McCollister, made a most 
regal appearance in her gold-trimmed gown with its sweep- 
ing train, and she with Miss Helen Lewis as maid of honor, 
and the other attendants, formed a wonderfully pretty pict- 
ure as they ascended the leafy throne. After the corona- 
tion of the queen, the long yellow and blue lines twined and 
intertwined in the most pleasing figures, now circling 
around the May-pole, to sing the Spring Song and the Col- 
lege song, and now winding in and out under slender queen 
arches dotted over the campus. 

The arch-bearing girls, gowned in graceful short- 
waisted dresses with wide blue or yellow sashes with chry- 
santhemums to match in their hair, were one of the most at- 
tractive features of all. After the general march they en- 
tertained the visitors most ably by an exhibition of their 
graceful rhythm work, their intricate weaving steps, and 
at last by the May-pole dance. 

The whole affair was a great credit to the industry of 
the girls and above all to the excellent training of Miss 
Piersol and Miss Harvey. The unusually large crowd of 
visitors shows the general appreciation of efforts in this line 
and indicates the increasing prominence of the May-party 
as one of our annual college festivities. 

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Editors— Elizabeth Davis, Elsie Fackt, Margaret Potts 
Business Manager — Neva Wylie, Helen Ivambert, Nelle Smith 
Faculty Committee — Miss Neville, Miss Weaver, Miss Knopf 

It is with some inward trepidation that we set about 
penning this last editorial for the year 1908- 1909. Half 
fearfully and half hopefully the staff for this school year 
made its debut last October. It is not for us to say how 
we have met with success; yet, while we have perhaps 
failed in the management of some features of our paper, we 
hope that our strong points have so over balanced our 
weakness that at any rate the greater number of our readers 
will be pleased with our efforts. 

Of troubles, small and great, we have had not a few. 
Delays of all sorts, the arrival of proof sheets in the midst 
of onr busiest times; not enough "copy" — and occasionally 
too much — only an editor can fully realize what these 
emergencies mean. And on the other hand, no one else 
can understand what these one-time trials have meant to 
us in the way of real help. We have discovered, through 
experience, what we would never have learned in text 
books. Our first struggles with proof sheets now seem very 
amusing to us — we fully agreed with the writer who has 
declared that a "gaily" has length, no thickness and no 
breadth. While we do not claim the ability to discourse 
glibly on stock, style, methods of stitching covers, and the 
like, we can at least look intelligent when they are men- 
tioned, and we have learned to estimate, with a fair degree 
of exactness, the amount of space a manuscript will occupy 
when printed. * * * 

And now, with this double number, we make our exit. 
We feel that this issue is a fitting close for our year's work. 
The pictures of college life may serve to keep alive many 
pleasant memories, and every contribution is typical of the 
work produced by our college girls. 

In closing, the editor wishes to add a personal word of 
thanks to her willing assistants on the Staff, and to the 

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Faculty Committee. They have, by their readiness of 
spirit, made smooth many a rough place in the editor's path. 
She is also very grateful indeed to the others among the 
student body, who have responded quickly and sympathet- 
ically to the needs of the paper, and helped its managers 
through many a trying time. And we must plead the edi- 
torial fondness for talking about ourselves as an excuse for 
not speaking before of the business management. Indeed, 
they deserve more credit than we, for their success is not 
to be doubted, for no previous board of managers of the 
Greetings has been able to present so satisfactory a report 
of the financial side of our magazine. 

So here's to the College Greetings; that it may always 
prosper in every way is the sincere wish of the retiring 
Board of Editors and Business Managers. 

CLASS OF 1909 

I trust that the sermon to which we have just listened, 
so full of truth exactly suited to you, and delivered on an 
occasion of so much personal interest, will long be remem- 
bered and cherished. And may you be not hearers only, 
but doers of the work. 

I would not presume to add anything to the lessons 
already taught, were it not for two considerations. The first 
is that for fifteen years past I have said the last word to my 
graduating classes and have come to enjoy the privilege 
and count it one of my highest honors. The second is that 
I believe I have a message for you, one that I want you 
never to forget; and I give it to you on an occasion which 
I know will be remembered as one of the greatest events of 
your life in the hope that the occasion and the message may 
be remembered together. 

From all appearances, it would seem that the acquisi- 
tion of knowledge is the great aim and end of school and 

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college life. We build and equip libraries that you may 
know; we equip laboratories that you may test knowledge 
and increase; you study the textbooks in order to know, 
and the teacher hears your lessons to see whether you 
know. If you do not know, you fail, and are dropped from 
the roll. If you know thoroughly and well, you are 
passed with honor. You are here tonight because you 
have learned and have known the subjects over which your 
several courses have led you. It would seem, I repeat, that 
the schools and colleges believe that knowledge is pretty 
near the whole thing. 

Now what I want to tell you tonight, and to impress 
upon you, is that this is not at all true. Knowledge, in- 
stead of being the great thing, is really a comparatively small 
thing. The objection to knowledge is that it is so transient. 
It does not last. "If there be knowledge, it shall vanish 
away. ' ' Half of what you have learned in college you 
have already forgotten, and part of what you have learned 
and still remember is not now true. In a few years you 
will have forgotten nearly everything that you have learned 
during your school and college course. If knowledge were 
all the outcome, it were not worth while for consecrated 
men and women to give their lives for the founding of col- 
leges, nor for you to spend so many years in study and self- 

In order to be worth while, there must be something, 
as a result of college life and work, that remains after the 
lessons have been forgotten. For each of you, the ques- 
tion of most concern to me now is not "What do you 
know," but "What have you secured in college that will 

Has there been, deep graven on your hearts, an ideal of 
possibilities of life and character toward which you will 
now constantly strive, so that your life path will grow 
brighter and brighter unto the perfect day? 

Have you caught a vision of things which are not sub- 
jects of ordinary knowledge, things "to flesh and sense tin- 
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known," which "eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor 
heart conceived," but which are revealed to every sincere 
soul; a vision which, if you keep it in your life, will, for 
the joy that it sets before you, enable you to bear with pa- 
tience any lot which life may have in store for j'^ou. 

Have you begun to learn how much better it is to give 
than to receive, to minister than to be ministered unto; and 
has there come to you any longing and any resolution to 
give your lives to service rather than to selfishness? They 
are calling for you in the home, and in your church, and 
in your local community. They need your educated abil- 
ity, your trained talent, your cultivated womanliness. 
Your smile can make the days brighter for many hearts, 
your hands can make burdens lighter for many now carry- 
ing loads. They need you greatly somewhere, and they 
will call for you. Your college education must prove 
itself by your willingness to hear these calls, and by your 
ability to render the service which they need. 

Covet most earnestly then the things that will remain. 
Knowledge is good, but character is better. Some day 
you will forget the things you know, in fact, there will be 
no need for you to remember them. But your faith will 
ever be an anchor to your soul, sure and steadfast; aud 
your life, if all surrendered in love and unselfish devotion 
to the call of duty, will find itself forever. 

When Jesus met his disciples for the last time before 
His Ascension, on the shore of the Sea of Galilee, His anx- 
ious thought about Peter was not whether Peter remem- 
bered all the lessons that Jesus had taught during the three 
years of the apostle college life. But the yearning of the 
Savior's heart is seen in His thrice repeated question, 
"Peter, do you love Me?" With a loyal heart of love as- 
sured He could send Peter out to service for young and old, 
to a life of consecration to be crowned by a death of sacri- 
fice like that of the Master Himself. 

So, young women, this is our prayer for you. Knowl- 
edge, as a beginning only; but a Faith that endures, and a 

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life of service, prompted by hearts rooted and grounded in 
that l/ove from which "neither life nor death, nor things 
present nor things to come, shall ever separate you." 

Saturday evening, April 24th, Miss Jeanette Powell 
was again hostess to the French students of the College, 
this time to all the French classes, for the first meeting of 
Le Cercle Francais. The girls of the first year class were 
invited to meet with those of the advanced classes and try 
their skill at French conversation. Mrs. Hartmann gave 
a number of songs in French which were very much appre- 
ciated. Then after the singing of French folk songs by the 
girls. Misses Clara Crutchfield, Jeanette Powell and Nina 
Turner presented a scene from Moliere's comedy, "I^e 
Bourgeois Gentilhomme" which was very amusing. It 
was cleverly given and the girls and Miss Glasgow deserve 
credit for their work. Refreshments were served and the 
guests left, voting the first meeting of L^e Cercle Francais a 
decided success. 


I was quietly dozing in my chair one day when I heard 
some faint voices. I looked and listened and soon discov- 
ered that there were three queer little people before me and 
that they were quarreling. One seemed to be a mass of 
figures jumbled together and shaped like a dwarf, the next 
showed letters placed in every conceivable place and shape 
over his little body and the third had pictures and titles 
of stories pasted all over him. 

I wondered what these funny little people could have 
to quarrel about when "Ritin' ", as the little man of letters 
was called, commenced to shout at the top of his voice that 
he was the most important for he had helped Johnny Brown 
to tell Susie Smith that he loved her, and what would the 
people do if they did not have him to send back and forth 

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and carry all the gossip. I was almost convinced that he 
was the best, when little "Readin' " said that of course 
"Ritin' " was all right but what could people do with him 
if they did not have ' ' Readin' ' ' along to point him out. He 
had almost proved that he was indispensable when "Rith- 
metic," who had been sitting quietly by himself, leisurely 
sauntered up and said he was so much more important than 
either of the other two that he was almost ashamed to enter 
into any controversy with them, for did he not help old 
Bill Jones cheat Sam Johnson out of almost twenty-five 
dollars on a bunch of cattle, all because Bill had "Rithme- 
tic" in his pocket and Sam didn't. He said he could tell 
an infinite number of tales of times when he had aided peo- 
ple to increase their fortunes. I was undecided which was 
the best when my book dropped to the floor and I awoke 
with a start to see nothing but the wall in front of me, and 
I've never decided to this day which of these gallant little 
R's deserved the prize. J. K. '12 


Once more the school year is finished. The last pretty 
gown has been packed, the final good-byes are being said 
and the class of 1909 has been graduated. The events of 
Commencement week have been many and of varied char- 
acter as is always the case, but have been alike in one re- 
spect. They have all been enjoyable and enjoyed. 

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On the evening of Monday, May 24, occurred the first 
of the annual contests in declamation for the Wesley Math- 
ers prize. The grand prize was awarded to Gladys Hen- 
son, '11, The first Sophomore prize went to Hazel Ash, 
the second to Louise Gates. The first Freshman prize was 
awarded to Ethel Seidendecker, the second to Gretchen 

The following evening occurred the term recital of the 
School of Expression. Every number on this program was 
of unusual interest and well interpreted, reflecting great 
credit both upon the girls and upon the head of the depart- 

The term recitals of the School of Music which are al- 
ways anticipated with much pleasure, took place on Wed- 
nesday afternoon and Thursday evening. 

Saturday evening the seniors presented the class play, 
"Much Ado About Nothing." The cutting of this was an 
excellent one, presenting all the story with no hint of be- 
being over long. The characters were well chosen and 
understandingly deliniated. The costuming and stage ac- 
cessories completed a very beautiful series of pictures which 
an appreciative audience enjoyed from the moment that the 
messenger announced the approach of Don Pedro until the 
lights went out at the final figure of the pretty dance. 
Especial mention should be given to the high excellence of 
the work of Helen Eewis as Claudio, Nina Turner as Bea- 
trice, and Elizabeth Davis as Hero. 


Don Pedro Miss Schofield 

John, his brother .... Miss Wagner 

Ivconato, Governor of Messina Miss Stevens 

Antonio, his brother Miss Harper 

Claudio, a young Lord of Florence Miss Lewis 

Benedick, a young Lord of Padua Miss Potts 

Borachio, a follower of John Miss Savage 

Balthazar, attendant on Don Pedro . . . Miss McCollister 
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Friar Francis Miss Reed 

Hero, daughter of I^eonato Miss Davis 

Beatrice, niece to I^eonato Miss Turner 

Margaret f Gentlewomen attendants on Hero 1 ^^^^ ^^^^^"'^^ 
Ursula \ J Miss Metcalf 

Sunday morning was the time set apart for the annual 
sermon to the Y. W. C. A. This was preached in Brook- 
lyn church by Rev. Morrison. The president of the Asso- 
ciation presented a brief and comprehensive statement of 
the work done during the past year. 

The Baccalaureate service was held Sunday evening 
in Music Hall, the sermon being preached by Rev. John 
C. Willits, D. D., pastor of the first Methodist Episcopal 
Church in Decatur. His text was chosen from Matt. 26 : 
31, and the lesson taught by it was presented in a clear and 
forcible manner. Dr. Harker's address to the seniors will 
be found in another part of the paper. 

Monday was Alumni Day and many former classes 
were well represented in the reunion. At ten o'clock the 
class-day exercises were held in Music Hall and were ex- 
tremely interesting. The program was varied in character 
from the stereotyped ones and left no opportunities for be- 
coming wearied or bored. 

Miss Helen lyambert's excellent paper will be found 
elsewhere in this edition. 


!Processional Miss Smith 

College Annals Miss Lambert 

(Illustrated by Miss Virgin) 

Reading — Vision of Sir Launfal, Parts I. and II. 

Miss Fackt 

jy. e , fSong from Sea Pieces . . Edward MacDowell 
ir'iano ^oio^g^j^^^^.j^^ Schumann 

Miss Mathis 

Class History Miss Potts 

Departmental Toasts 

Music Department Miss Reed 

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Expression Department Miss Fackt 

Art Department Miss Metcalf 

Domestic Science Department Miss Collister 

College Department Miss Davis 

Violin Duet — Romance Op. 44 . . Rubenstein 


Valedictory Miss Wiley 


The annual meeting of the alumnae Association was 
held in the chapel at twelve o'clock, after which came the 
banquet in the Domestic Science building. After this 
there were a number of excellent toasts and talks, the most 
noteworthy of which were those given by Dr. Short and by 
two members of the first class to graduate from the college. 
Of the fifteen who finished at that time but three are living 
and we were so fortunate as to have two of them with us 
at this time of reunions. Monday evening was the time of 
the Commencement Concert of the School of Music in 
which the graduates displayed their musical ability to ex- 
cellent advantage. 


Piano — Humoresque, Op. loi, No. 7 Dvoark 

A la bien Aimee Schuett 


Voice — "Who may give orders where he loves" 

(from Henry VIII.) . . . , Saint-Saens 


Piano — Childhood Scenes, Op. 15. Schumann 

Of Foreign Lands and People, A Curious Story, Catch 
Me, Pleading Child, Happiness Enough, An Important 
Event, Reverie, At the Fireside, Frightening, The Child 
Falling Asleep, the Poet Speaks. 


Violin — Romanze Wieniawski 

Valse Brindisi Alard 

MISS re;bd 
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Piano — *Concerto Hiller 


Voice — Si tra i ceppi Handel 

Moonlight Heermann 

lye Tambourmajor , . A. Thomas 

*Orchestral parts on second piano 

Tuesday morning, June i, occurred the Commence- 
ment exercises proper. The trustees, the faculty and the 
seniors — I beg their shadow, the graduates — were seated 
upon the platform, the remainder of students in a block of 
the house reserved for them. The address of the day was 
given by Rev. Henry Spellmeyer, D. D. S., and Dr. L,ouis, 
Bishop of the Methodist Kpiscopal Church. He spoke of 
the scientific achievements which had been made in the 
past few years and compared these strides, gigantic as they 
are, to the vast amount of knowledge we must yet possess 
before we know all that there is to know. In the face of 
all these things we cannot know, or rather because of them, 
he pled for greater, stronger faith. He spoke of the power 
of the unknown to incite us and excite us to go on out into the 
world and learn the art that is greatest of all, learn "how.' ' 
If we knew that which tomorrow would bring to us we 
would not live up to the best there is in us There would 
be taken from us the blessing of Hope. Far from being 
wearied or disheartened by this infinity of things we do not 
know. Bishop Spellmeyer would like to have another life 
to live in order to more fully take advantage of its oppor- 
tunities. Following the Bishop's address, Dr. Harker 
made his annual report. He spoke of the rapid advance- 
ment of the college during the past few years, and further 
stated that by the authority of the trustees, he was allowed 
to announce certain professorships and associate professor- 
ships as follows: 

Ruby B. Neville, professor of the Knglish language 
and literature. 

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Grace Cowgill, professor of the German language and 

Mary Anderson, professor of mathematics. 

Martha D. Rolfe, professor of physiography. 

Mary Johnson, professor of the Latin language and 
literature, with leave of absence for one year to accept fel- 
lowship in Latin in Chicago University. 

Laura V. Tanner, associate professor of English and 

Vila L- Breen, associate professor of history. 

Grace G. Glasgow, associate professor of French lan- 
guage and literature. 

Orpha May VanNess, associate professor of biology. 

Eesther B. Ludwig, associate professor of Latin. 

William Preston Philips will be an instructor in voice 
in the College of Music. 

At the close of this report the diplomas were granted 
and degrees conferred. 

Tuesday evening Dr. and Mrs. Harker gave their 
annual reception to the graduating class which was ex- 
tremely enjoyable. 

On wendesday morning everything was rush and hurry 
and by noon practically the last trunk had been carried 
out, the last girls were leaving the college and summer 
quiet had settled down. 


The Seniors have been delightfully entertained many 
times during their college career, but have never enjoyed 
anything any better than the delightful party recently given 
them by their class officer, Miss Knopf. After being re- 
ceived in the reception room the guests adjourned to the 
gym. which had been transformed into a charming spot for 
a picnic. Bean bags stood invitingly piled up and soon 
merry games were in progress. All dignity was laid aside 

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and "drop the handkerchief," "spin the platter" and other 
games and frolics of our younger days won our interest 
and enthusiasm. Mr. Morris auctioned off dainty little pic- 
nic baskets holding just enough for two, which showed that 
Miss Knopf is an artist in other directions than that 
bounded by the four walls of the studio. After singing 
college and popular songs we departed at a late hour with 
one more happy memory of our last year in I. W. C. 

The Seniors spent a delightful afternoon with the 
Sophomores at the charming home of Florence Taylor, on 
April 26th. The dainty refreshments were especially 
worthy of mention. The Seniors felt honored to have their 
class colors used in such a delicious way. 

One of the prettiest of this year's entertainments was 
Miss Weaver's breakfast to the Seniors, given Monday 
morning, April 19th. The guests, Dr. and Mrs. Harker, 
Mrs. Knoff, Miss Knoff, Miss Neville and the Senior class, 
were received in Miss Weaver's rooms. Then our hostess 
led the way to the second floor alcove, which was serened 
off from the main corridor, making a charming nook. The 
decorations were carried out in yellow and white, the class 
colors. Butterflies of all sizes figured prominently among 
the decorations. They poised above the flowers, clung to 
the screens, and swayed idly above the tables. 

The menu was as follows: 

Grape fruit in lemon cases 

Creamed eggs Fritters 

I^emon Jelly Rolls 

Orange shortcake 


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The work of 1908-09 of the Home Economics Depart- 
ment has come to a close. It has indeed been a very pleas- 
ant and successful year for our department. All the Sen- 
iors have given their luncheons and breakfasts, and some 
have made their graduating dresses. 

The Juniors, beside their practical work in art needle 
work and cooking, have made a good start on their theo- 
retical work. 

The department has given several sales, and we are 
ready to report some money for a start on our library, be 
sides some equipment which has already been bought for 
the department. We hope that next year will be as in- 
creasingly successful. 


The Belles lyCtters are very proud of their new pins, 
and justly so. for they are much daintier and prettier than 
the old ones. The shape is the same — the shield — but 
their size is much smaller. 

The election of officers was held on May i8th, and, as 
a result, the society has a very efficient corps of officers for 
the next j^ear. They are as follows: 

President Hazel Ash 

Vice-President Nina Turner 

Secretary Nellie Nichols 

Corresponding Secretary Mary LaTeer 

Critic I^ouise Gates 

Treasurer Hattie Walker 

Chaplain Nina Wagner 

Chorister Myrtle Walker 

lyibrarian Marjorie Hine 

Sergeant-at-Arms Marion Ostran 

p fMable Knippen 

'=' \HelenRyan 

Miss Slaters was admitted to the society on May 24th. 

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We have had many delightful programs lately, our 
last one being given by the Senior members. Miss Wiley 
did particularly fine work in her reading, and Miss Turn- 
er's original poem received merited applause. Space does 
not permit especial mention of the other well-rendered num- 
bers. The program was concluded by the presentation of 
diplomas to the Seniors. Our best wishes follow them as 
they leave us, and they will always be welcomed most 
heartily on their visits to the college. 



An interesting studio recital was given on Wednesday 
afternoon, May 12th. Miss Ash, Miss McCutcheon, Miss 
Elliott and Miss Council took part on the program. 

The College enjoyed a real treat on April 15th and 
i6th, the date of Professor Clark's recitals. On Thursday 
evening Mr. Clark read King I,ear. which everyone thor- 
oughly enjoyed. The following morning he gave us a 
most interesting, as well as instructive, informal talk at 
chapel. On Friday afternoon he delivered his lecture on 
"I/iterature and the Community" in Music Hall; on Fri- 
day evening he read in an altogether masterful way, Vic- 
tor Hugo's great novel, I^es Miserables." Nothing has 
ever been more universally and genuinely enjoyed at the 
college than this series of readings and lectures by Pro- 
fessor Clark. 

The First Wesley Mathers prize contest in Expression 
between the Freshman and Sophomore classes was held in 
the Music Hall on Monday evening, May 24th. The con- 
testants all did splendid work and the judges evidently 
found it hard to decide who should have the prize, judging 
from the time which intervened between the last number 
and the report of their decision. 

The college girls, all of whom occupied the balcony 
seats, sang college songs during the intermission, to give 

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vent to their excitement and expectancy over the possible 
outcome. A great deal of class spirit was manifested. 
The Juniors and Freshmen "yelled" with great fervor for 
the Freshmen representatives. While the Seniors added 
their dignified presence, as well as their cheers, to those of 
the two remaining Sophomores, who, in spite of their small 
number, stood up lustily for their class representatives. 

The prizes awarded were as follows: 

General prize of twenty dollars to Gladys Henson, 'ii. 

First Sophomore prize of ten dollars to Hazel Ash. 

Second Sophomore prize of five dollars to Louise Gates. 

First Freshman prize of ten dollars to Ethel lycidendeker. 

Second Freshmen prize of five dollars to Gretchen Bauer. 

The term recital in Expression was held on Fridaj^ 
evening, May 25th. The following excellent program was 
given to a very large and appreciative audience: 
Miss Millie's Creche Ellis Parker Butler 


Her Day Out Elizabeth Dean Gardner 


Patsy Kate Douglas Wiggin 


Mrs. Trembles Present for Her Husband 

Ruth McEnnery Stuart 


Joe Ricket's Easter Mary E. Wilkins Freeman 


Gentlemen, The King Robert Barr 


Two Home Comings ... . Annie Hamilton Donnell 




Portia Miss Fackt 

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Nerissa Miss Osburn 

Barsonia Miss McCutcheon 

Gratiano Miss Jennings 

Antonio Miss Kverhardt 

Ivorenzo Miss Mitchell 

On Wednesday afternoon, May 26th, Mrs. Dean enter- 
tained all the students of Expression in her studio. All 
were asked to come to a final "studio Tea," but it turned 
out to be an "ice cream," if that term may be allowed. 

The Senior Recital in Fxpression given in the Music 
Hall by Miss Elizabeth lycnore Fackt on Saturday' after- 
noon, May 22nd, was one of the most delightful events of 
the Commencement week. 

The program was one of varied interest and its suc- 
cessful rendition showed great talent. Miss Fackt's win- 
some personality and her charming delivery won the hearts 
of her audience, and each number was welcomed with mer- 
ited applause. 


The Senior exhibition held in the studio was one of 
the most attractive events of Commencement time. On the 
three walls at the east end of the studio were hung the 
studies of the seniors, Helen L,ewis, Mary Metcalf, Norma 
Virgin and the certificate student, Maude Smith. While 
the rest ot the wall space was filled with the works of the 
other students in the department, and about on the tables 
and low shelves very attractive groups of china and craft 
work were displayed. 

There was some splendid charcoal work which gave 
evidence of hours of patient toil and study, and showed a 
very excellent technique and unusual character. The 
charcoal work of Mary Metcalf was particularly noticeable 
for its charm of handling and its subtle qualities of light 
and shade. Her drawings were beautifully modeled and 

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studied, and showed good promise. Norma Virgin's ex- 
hibit was particularly interesting because of her clever 
sketches and good character studies, and we prophesy a 
future for her along the lines of illustration. Her work, 
too, shows good handling and composition. Very unusual 
charm of color and broad and simple handling, character- 
ized the work of Helen I^ewis, and a large oil study of a cor- 
ner of the studio was noticeably interesting and pleasing. 
It seems to us that the feeling for color of this and other 
studies was unusual. Miss Smith's exhibit contained work 
in water colors and charcoal and was possessed of some 
sterling qualities. 

The group of oil studies and water colors from flowers 
and still life was very pleasing, and there were studies to 
please all observers. Splendid technical qualities char- 
acterized all the work, and the quality of work displayed 
speaks very well for the department. The craftwork was 
never more attractive. Handsome tooled and illumined 
leather hand bags and card cases vied with hammered 
bowls and candlesticks and sconces for popularity, and 
some really handsome electric light standards and shades 
were coveted by all observers. The display of china 
showed good design and execution and very pleasing color- 
ing. The exhibition as a whole was pronounced the best 
that ever has been held and speaks very well for the work 
done by Miss Knoff and Miss Getemy. 


On May 3rd the Athletic Association held a most novel 
sale in the form of a May breakfast. Tables were arranged 
on the campus and at 8:15 the most tempting of meals was 
served. Much enjoyment was experienced in toasting the 
bacon and on the whole the breakfast was a most delight- 
ful success. 
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On the evening of May 26th, the Juniors were delight- 
fully entertained by the Freshmen. After assembling in 
Dr. Barker's parlors, we were taken to the Society Hall. 
There we had a most delicious supper and sang college 
songs. Then each Freshman escorted a Junior to the con- 
cert in State Street Church. 


And now for a special campaign in behalt of the Presi- 
dent Harker Memorial Scholarship. A committee of nine 
alumnae, who have received their diplomas from President 
Harker's hand, has been appointed, and their ambition is 
to secure the entire five thousand dollars within the year. 
Seven hundred dollars in cash has been received, and now 
dollars are expected to roll in rapidly. Harker girls, get 
busy — send your contributions to Mrs. J, N. Ward, Treas- 
urer of the Memorial Fund. 

Alumnae Association cannot be sustained without 
money for contingent expenses^-printing, stationary and 
postage cost something. Every loyal alumna should send 
her annual fee of one dollar to Mrs. A. D. Brackett, Treas- 
urer, Jacksonville, 111. 

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For a nice line of 


take a look in 


Jewelery store 

Both Phones 96 


Proprietor of 

City Steam Dye Works 

Dry Cleaning of Fancy 

Waists and Dresses 

a Specialty 

230 E. State St. Jacksonville, 111. 
Illinois Telephone 388 


15 W. Side Sq. 


We cater especially to the 
College trade. Our aim is 
to give you Style, Comfort 
and Durability in every boot 
we send from our store. 


The Home of Good Shoes 


U. G. Woodman's 



Generously Good 


No. 9 West Side Square 

Always the Newest Styles 

Kid Gloves Hosiery 
Corsets Handkerchiefs 

Laces Embroideries 


Everything the Best 

Home-made Candy 

Ice Cream & Ices 

Hot and Cold Soda 

Fine Box Candy 

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